Lately I have had a sort of writing block. Even when I have the time to blog, I am at a loss as to what to write. That which I do manage, is the result of just writing whatever comes out of my head, or just focusing on what needs to be said.

I suppose it is a result of the stress and pressure in my life currently. I will not bore you with the details, but suffice to say, there is a lot going on. Having the time to blog, has been difficult, and when the time is available, I feel rushed. All around me is the chaos of moving, and the harried actions of those a part of the unit I am currently living in.

I look forward to the new house, where ever it is. Still, we have not found a replacement vacancy, and we have five days left to go. It will all fall together, like it should. I know, it always does. The invisible mattress placed beneath my falls, always results in a safe landing. This landing will be an improvement over the last one, it always is.

And still, the pressure, the stress, of a world in change. So exciting, so tragic, so absolutely beautiful.

A woman came to my door today from the local school system. She was a teacher, and she came to tell me there was no school today. She and the other teachers were on strike.

She said that the school district had blown millions of dollars on pointless things, and now, there was no money to run the schools properly. They didn’t have the needed resources, or employees to fill their basic needs. Last year, one of the school’s was shut down, so of course, the load has increased on the other local elementary school.

The housing market has plummeted, and homes are a buyer’s market. People aren’t taking out loans. Companies all over the country, are laying people off. Statistics will try and slant what you see, claiming everything is just fine with the economy…but it is not, and we all know it. Down comes the old, down falls the structure, that has held our country together. Precariously it topples to and fro, and we all tire of holding our breath. When will it finally fall, and come home to earth?

It is happening, surely as I speak these words. The tired outdated machine that has perpetuated war, disease, and pain, seeks to live on, and it’s power retain. But one flaw is in it’s plan, it depends upon us, and we will feed it no longer.

I looked into buying a house today(an oxymoron?), through a service advertising on Craig’s List. They said for $198, they could help me buy a house in my area, and get it within 7 days. This was via houses that were about to go through foreclosure. I was even guaranteed my money back, if I did not get what I wanted. It was a scam. A quick look through some Google results, and it became quite obvious. I had played this game once before, I wasn’t playing again.

So many scams, I get scams in every form they could come in. When I see them, I recognize them, almost immediately. Some appear so genuine, and it is sad, it really is, that there are so many of them. However, it is a sign indeed, for desperate times, reduce people to desperate measures. Crime always increases with economic issues.

The peace of our society, is based off of the almighty dollar. In the schools of the capitalist hangs a flag, and it’s colors run red with the blood it has shed. But there is no one in the classroom to see it… as the teachers all went on strike.

My mind cannot focus, it wanders about, and all that I have to offer, are crumbs from my subconsciousness. They are not well put together, or organized, but they are there. I look forward to when I have my web cam , and I can greet you all in a more personable fashion. So much easier to show, than to tell.

[tags]economy, politics, economic upheaval, schools, public schools, teacher’s strike, real estate, loans, renting, crime, shadowmyth, lockergnome[/tags]