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Oh man, for the last like week and a half I’ve been quietly going crazy because of what I thought was a very painful zit that just wouldn’t heal. But we’ve all been told not to pick at our faces, so I’ve been washing it but otherwise leaving it alone.

Well, tonight I wasn’t paying attention and I scratched it.

The top skin split and whoop! An ingrown hair popped out.

I plucked the hair and OMG, I feel so much better! Like, even opening my mouth has been extremely painful for the last few days. And now, while it will take a few days to heal up, the pain is nearly all gone and I feel so much more comfortable.

It was to the right below my mouth, just above my dimple. Which means it was being tugged around every time I moved my mouth. And it felt like there was nothing I could do about it. I would just have to endure the pain that was preventing me from enjoying my everyday life.

And I guess that’s a metaphor for how ALL THAT is going. The pain is building up under the surface. A wound is growing bigger and bigger, swelling from the pressure. And when it’s all said and done… at some point the skin is going to split, the ingrown hair is going to pop up, and we’re going to pluck that motherfucker out and toss it into the trash where it belongs.

And the swelling is going to disappear as we force rich people to pay taxes like they always should have been. Otherwise we’re going to squeeze them out and disinfect the whole area, and that will be the end of them. Forever.

Just saying.

~Harper Kingsley

https://paypal.me/harperkingsley.

https://patreon.com/harperkingsley.

https://ko-fi.com/harperwck.

https://amazon.com/shop/harperkingsley0.
https://www.harperkingsley.net/blog.
https://kimichee.com.

https://www.youtube.com/c/HarperKingsley.

https://harperkingsley.bsky.social.
https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/HarperKingsley.

I’m not sure if there’s dead spots on my screen or if it’s the off-brand stylus I’m using, but I’ll be drawing and the lines will stutter out. It’s very frustrating and hard to deal with.

But I’m soldiering on like I’m a soldier or something.

Ugh. I’m in a whimsical mood. I’ll post a bunch on Patreon and destroy some wills to live. You’re welcome.

~Harper Kingsley

https://paypal.me/harperkingsley.

https://patreon.com/harperkingsley.

https://ko-fi.com/harperwck.
https://amazon.com/shop/harperkingsley0.
https://www.harperkingsley.net/blog.
https://kimichee.com.

https://www.youtube.com/c/HarperKingsley.

https://harperkingsley.bsky.social.
https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/HarperKingsley.

I’m going to get back to making and posting coloring pages (at my Patreon). Why? Because I purchased a license to a drawing program.

I was using Sketchable before, but then they switched to Sketchable Pro, and when I looked at their permissions… I was shocked by the amount of access their drawing program wanted to have over my computer. Which made me leery enough. But in conjunction with their lack of updates, the most recent reviews they’ve received… and I chose a different program instead.

So to offset the money I paid, I have to use the program more. Which means making more coloring pages.

I post them on Patreon and sometimes on Ko-fi. They can be downloaded and printed out for coloring with markers, pencils, or crayons.

~Harper Kingsley

https://paypal.me/harperkingsley.

https://patreon.com/harperkingsley.

https://ko-fi.com/harperwck.
https://amazon.com/shop/harperkingsley0.
https://www.harperkingsley.net/blog.
https://kimichee.com.

https://www.youtube.com/c/HarperKingsley.

https://harperkingsley.bsky.social.
https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/HarperKingsley.

I have to keep reminding myself to write more, post more, share more. Like, I’m writing all these notes and saving photos and doing all this stuff, but then I don’t post any of it because it’s not perfect the way I want.

"Perfect is the enemy of good."

Sometimes you can post something that’s just good. Like, later, you can come back and perfect it as much as you can. Because nothing is ever perfect, no matter how much you would want it to be.

Because at our core we’re human, and we fuck things up. We make typos. We forget the meanings of words. Or we think a word means something when it means something completely different.

Take the word "vermilion." My brain keeps insisting that that’s a shade of green. But it’s not. It’s a red-orange color.

I learned something wrong at some point when I was forming my sense of self, and no matter how I try as a mature intelligence, I can’t change that early learnt falsity.

And I was lucky. I grew up knowing that vaccines are miracles. Water is wet. Gravity is what keeps us from flying off the Earth, and that the Earth is round and spinning fast, and that’s why gravity exists.

There was never anyone in my childhood that purposefully tried to give me wrong information so as to maintain power and control over me. Any weird, wrong information I picked up, it was my own mistakes of misunderstanding. There was no nefarious adult attempting to indoctrinate me into a cult of stupidity.

And yet I still make mistakes. Because I am human, and no human is perfect.

I just try to be good enough.

~Harper Kingsley

https://paypal.me/harperkingsley.

https://patreon.com/harperkingsley.

https://ko-fi.com/harperwck.
https://amazon.com/shop/harperkingsley0.
https://www.harperkingsley.net/blog.
https://kimichee.com.

https://www.youtube.com/c/HarperKingsley.

https://harperkingsley.bsky.social.
https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/HarperKingsley.