Being Sick

A number of interesting things transpire when one is ill.  There are different stages of being ill.  Later forms of illness may merit a doctor visit or a stay in a hospital.  Usually the initial stages of common illness merit a stay at one's own home.  It is here an individual attempts to weather the storm and convalesce into a normal healthy individual.  Isolation in one's home can be interesting.  Depending upon the number of occupants at one's home the isolation could or could not be beneficial.  I recently have found that this isolation is useful.  When one is ill and not operating at full capacity, life is different.  One's environment becomes paramount in providing a certain amount of comfort to weather the storm.  Because illness means we feel bad it is important to have these thing in place to ease getting well.  Metaphorically we begin to interact with our environment on a much more intimate manner.  Our ability to provide a social perimeter is weakened.  We begin to rely upon our immediate environment to provide us the comforts we may take for granted while we are well.  With this isolation from society it is interesting how the things we have chosen to surround us provide for us in our illness.  Do they reinforce the things that are important to our well being, or do they distract from our chi with superficial distractions?  I always have felt the process of surrounding one's self with life's most important things is paramount.  Eliminating life's distractions, short comings, and disappointments is crucial to beginning to reinforce life's successes.  At this point in history in America there is not much helping anyone advance in their individual lives.  Corporate America has abandoned the common man.  The arts are moot.  It seems our little individual surroundings are all that we have to propel us forward in our lives.  Via America.  We have not changed.  Get what we can get.  In a Socialist society things are different.  People look out for one another, because it is the right thing to do.  People do not look out for one another in America.  In fact people do not matter anymore.  We are indispensable, unusable, and a burden.  This is what America's broken system of education has fostered and for a reason.  It was not without purposeful effort that employees of state and federal government decided to turn a blind eye to corruption and influence.  While they siphoned off their piece of the pie, policies and practices of rule turned a blind eye to the constituency they were created to serve.  This is Capitalism.  Capitalism is a segregating warrior that effectively has stratified America.  When reflecting upon the most influential factors that have unified America through her years of strife, it is disconcerting.  Music has been influential.  Television has been influential.  Diesel railroad freight traffic has not been influential.  Diesel railroad freight traffic has been instrumental in the growth of America as has been its predecessor, steam.  As has happened in the past at particular point of political conversion, the railroads once again have taken precedence over the common man.  For over a decade freight rail traffic has increased as government oversight has decreased.  Catastrophic accidents have begun to occur killing many innocent people.  The Interstate Commerce Commission is standing by their man.  "Freight rail is supreme, especially in transporting that newly harvested oil in North Dakota."  It doesn't matter that those old tanker cars are not certified for hazardous materials.  This only is a minute glimpse of how many of the departments defined in the hierarchy of our federal government casually have looked the other way as private businesses have flourished.  These corporate monopolies have little to do with the day to day well being of the American people.  If I had to make a choice of whether I wanted diesel rail freight to continue, or if I wanted my domicile to once again be healthy, I would choose the later.  I would choose to convalesce in my home without the rude and selfish invasion of sound and electromagnetic wave after wave.  Battling my strain of the flu would pale in comparison to fighting these evil demons.  In fact the majority of the time I feel bad is not from my symptoms of the flu.  It is because they grossly being exaggerated by these massive and consistent infrasound waves.  If I described it figuratively it is like having a little bird standing on your shoulder who never shuts up.  It is a consistent movement, disturbance, and distraction from the zen peacefulness we need every day to heal our bodies and minds from the onslaught of mass media.  I am not sure America ever will recover.