Usually, I can be a friendly person. But just because my PERSONAL weblog comes across as nasty MOST of the time, it is my only outlet to my frustration towards TPTB and pals as rants and it doesn’t mean I cannot get along. Without the patience of the twosome at the home front, I would seriously be homeless. Without the pleasantries of people bidding me fond farewell of my “temp job from hell”, I would surely make unnecessary noise online.
But now I’m “free at last”. Thank, God! I’m free at last. Alas, I’m not out of the woods. Since I would like to continue “a path”, I had to file. So at around 11:38pm tonight, I pressed the submit button. Sure, I worked hard and paid into the system in the form of taxes. Now I expect something to return as does the effects of karma and doing good.
Hopefully, the process would go smoothly; for I’ve entered each field rather QUICKLY but most accurately. Computers can be so dumb. But it did flag me when I didn’t answer one from the initial set of questions. That’s why there is the follow-up “Telephone Interview” that goes along with collecting what belongs to everyone – sort of like “spreading the wealth”, if you will.
Yes, I’m too dumb to be an entrepreneur. But I’m smart enough to have a creative spirit. For example, we have or will let go of a property called “Pantay”. It used to have lots of tall trees. Our impoverished relatives sold those trees for quick cash. Now the land of my great, (great?) grandparents have been rented out as as a DUMP SITE!
I want that piece of real property back! I could call it: “Flynn’s Recycling Center”. I’d pay cash to those who would gather garbage throughout the surrounding areas and hopefully find companies in China and pals that would turn my garbage into a renewable source of fuel and other useful by-products. But I don’t have capital, support from the “network”, or the logistics to make that dream come true.
Like both sets of my LATE grand-parents, I too will let everything fall into probate and back to the government, of which taxes were paid by my maternal grandmother’s business efforts and via grandfather’s pension from the UNITED STATES ARMY long ago! Therefore, those ancestral lands should partly belong to AMERICA, not the Philippines! So there’s another failed dream – the wealth and resources of my land meant to feed the people ends up as a desolate reflection of sell-outs to modern conveniences. I hate you all. You all can die for all I care!
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