Just a memory

In the last few months (I feel like I've been writing about this multiple times now), I was going pretty crazy as I thought the world is ending rapidly. We are already on the end game. I don't deny that. However, I tried to save some data, truth, before all get overlayed by fake news that are boosted by AI and greedy minds. Just like sitthim's box. 

I invested into a computer and pretty big hard drive, putting memories of mine, others, and some important(from my perspective) information. On the other hand, I was feeding my knowledge and my viewpoint, as I thought mine was pretty unique. That's how I used most of my savings. 

And I lost it! In flight transit!

As I lost my memory, I lost myself easily. Drafting nowhere. Only relying on my memoy in my head. That is filled with depression.

Last week, I was hospitalized as I committed something people say I shouldn't have.