“The truth was, Mr. Price hadn’t been kidnapped at all. As he later admitted in court, he had staged his own kidnapping, a last-ditch attempt to escape investors’ wrath for embezzlement schemes totaling more than $20 million that he’d hatched with the president of the Montana coal mine.”This make money fast, gold rush frontier mentality is what has ruined America going back to slavery. It’s plundered and destroyed California, leveled entire ecosystems and crushed any future for its children, if they even have any? And now with Climate Change we face it’s existential wrath, a dystopian landscape of our own incoherent muddled madness and depraved and vacuous destruction. This is why I cannot sleep at night nor be creative and hopeful or what many people call ‘positive’ in a backdrop that is more akin to attending a daily funeral or worse execution as a slow extinction. I wish I could just press a magic button and transform this sickness, however it’s too entrenched and supported by the collective across time. Even the new age and it’s visionaries, proponents and hustler’s relabeled greed as abundance. How does one emotionally and psychologically sleep with this reality? I myself have no answers just unanswered questions, despair and a daily sense of defeat, anxiety and dread.

“The truth was, Mr. Price hadn’t been kidnapped at all. As he later admitted in court, he had staged his own kidnapping, a last-ditch attempt to escape investors’ wrath for embezzlement schemes totaling more than $20 million that he’d hatched with the president of the Montana coal mine.”This make money fast, gold rush frontier mentality is what has ruined America going back to slavery. It’s plundered and destroyed California, leveled entire ecosystems and crushed any future for its children, if they even have any? And now with Climate Change we face it’s existential wrath, a dystopian landscape of our own incoherent muddled madness and depraved and vacuous destruction. This is why I cannot sleep at night nor be creative and hopeful or what many people call ‘positive’ in a backdrop that is more akin to attending a daily funeral or worse execution as a slow extinction. I wish I could just press a magic button and transform this sickness, however it’s too entrenched and supported by the collective across time. Even the new age and it’s visionaries, proponents and hustler’s relabeled greed as abundance. How does one emotionally and psychologically sleep with this reality? I myself have no answers just unanswered questions, despair and a daily sense of defeat, anxiety and dread.

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