The Next World in Publishing

fuck it

Man, I have had a bad enough life. I had this shit going all the time, no where to turn except for on places like here, places that were just waiting for me, not judging, created and edited by myself. I liked my computers. Now, I can't control them. I spent my whole life building them, but what the fuck is this mirror. I can't use it. there is no code, there is no user interface, it just knows that I am the user and tells me it will do whatever I want it to do. Well I want to tell it to do something, to input it! It is not working. And my fucking brother, who knows nothing about computers, can just get it to move and go wherever the fuck he wants, shit. I can alter the mirror if i had the tools, but just thinking and willing my reality to be my reality. That is NOT how the real world is. It isn't. The real world is a huge fuck-off place where I can affect no change. I can't just be in the real world and say, "Gosh, I want to be on a beach," and 'poof!' there I am. It is bullshit.