ignorance is bliss, but cannot be appreciated by the ignorant.

Currently reading:

Frantz Fanon "the Wretched of the Earth"

Edmund Morgan "The Birth of the Republic"

those aren't the only two books i'm reading but they're what's pushing me more than anything right now in my trains of thought.... if i can suggest any book to someone who's interested in the process and start of a revolution, it would have to be fanon.. he's an algerian french revolutionary that talks about decolonization and he believes that you can only do it through violence and force... that nonviolence and compromise do NOT work!

OOOOMMMGGG my kitten is laying next to me playing with the zipper on my laptop case and she fell asleep mid-swing of her paw!! probably one of the cutest things i've ever seen... her movements just got slower and she finally just slowly closed her eyes...

ok anyways.. back to what i was saying.. i've been spending a lot of time alone and just reading and i've been noticing that it's hard for me to transition back into tedious bullshit normal conversations with my friends... like yesterday i spent all day reading fanon's book then i went out with my derby team to see Whip It and i was quiet and observant... i slowly went back to having fun and being silly like usual but it was really weird how long it took me to go back to the "simple things in life".... i find myself slowly becoming a lonely philosopher and intellect who has a hard time being a normal 22-year-old with normal 22-year-old problems... everything is bigger than me, greater than me... greater than my small problems

this is a short post... back to reading!!