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Just a reminder that you don't actually own anything. Neither do I, by the way; ownership is just a shared lie we tell each other.

For example: I "own" a house. (I have a mortgage on a house, shared with three other people in equal share; I'm not rich, I'm a gay communist) However! What this actually means, practically, is that the government and the bank say I can live there. That's all.

If the bank shows up tomorrow and says I can't live there, and it's their house now? I can maybe call the government and get them to step in, and maybe they will. If the government says I can't live there and it's theirs? I can maybe call the bank and see if they'll do something about it.

If the government and the bank come to me together and say I (and the other three people) can't live there anymore, and it's their house? Then I can't fucking live there anymore and it's their house.

This is true of everything. Everything. My money, my books, my motorcycle, my identity! My ideas! None of them are actually owned by me. All of them are able to be stolen or destroyed or usurped; ownership - as a permanent, as an innate, is a lie. It's temporary. Only temporary.

I dunno, anyway, today's being weird so far, enjoy my 6am nihilism or don't I guess? <3

Break's over so I've gotta go back to work now, to pay the mortgage on the house they tell me I own XD