[real talk] A haiku for the underemployed

"Life" as a ronin
No purpose, fun, or freedom
Free range FEMA camp

the morbid world of a man with minimal responsibility, minimal impact, and minimal value is a small one indeed. it is essential to feel integral to the people around us, it is part of the human condition. even a cog has some sense of self worth, but only if that cog is performing a task that others can not perform. in a job with little training a person is bound to feel expendable, replaceable, and ultimately depressed. we all need a mission, we need to strive for something, we need to sacrifice for the object of fulfillment. can we ever feel fulfilled in a world where we strive to help others achieve their dreams? it is always for a manager, or a boss, or a ceo, or a commanding officer, it is always for a pittance and in the eyes of our government still somehow seen as taxable. ive witnessed the social engineering structure firsthand in all it's horror. keep the poor people down so they can not invest in their education, repay their debts, or improve their situation. if all their time is spent working for low wages to simply stay afloat and not homeless, we can keep the machines running. the factories will have their cheap labor, the people will have their trinkets of distraction, the banks will have new debt to repay the old debt to keep their ponzi scheme running... until people begin to starve and rebel, and then they can put them in prison for even cheaper labor. my best friend had to escape new york where we grew up together and fled to florida so he wouldnt freeze to death living in his van. i cant say my life is significantly better, i can barely pay my rent and health insurance is a luxury to me. in the last year indeed.com has reported a 32% national drop in job postings, and it is 64% in my area. 20 trillion national debt... a quadrillion dollars in derivatives... i think a storm is coming.