Deny me a home, and deny the construction of all homes.Amen.
Art from Workshop is my only calling in life, or else I only live to die alone and poor, while serving the rich, as my soul dies first in dead-end minimum wage. That’s like saying everyone has to earn a living as a rodeo clown.
To lovelessly deny any 1 artist / workshop worker their right(s) to a permanent home and workspace, is to deny all work you consume, including cars, computers, amenities, and your time which built your home.
I am not hypocritically denying you your home either, but you yourself denied all possible homes (including your own) when you deny any 1 human worker who can God-willing build any 1 home.
You have inherent worth as a human being, and your value is never defined by a job title or whether you have a home.
Struggling to find work or losing housing is a reflection of a brutal economic and social system, not a measure of who you are or what you deserve.
One bread one body, we are all probably struggling right now.
If I have no place to live, then I cannot live. 🫀 A home is not an option; It’s a requirement. Lungs can only survive for a short time without their required clean air.
Deny me a home, and deny the construction of all homes.Amen.
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Jacob Jilg, college graduate of The Creative Center2004 Omaha, Nebraska, Cartoonist, Illustrator, Computer Artist, Web Developer, Software Engineer </>, and Certified Therapist.
Get in on these my “social” media public diaries before I delete them. I’ve made it my goal to silence all my external bla bla bla, and transition all my diaries to Journal App. I might leave up the profiles as dead online relics. I’ll delete my YouTube too when I get my own home and self-hosting server.
This is possibly a list of my most frequent largest failings in life, but that “failings” could just be from the coping skills of my poverty imposed on me from others, and the frequent unjustifiable wrath imposed on me from others.
Mon 6th Apr 2026 24*7 from x30+ years (1996) a boy
Fulfilling the obligations of a curse is double curse NOT a blessing. Sin is non-satirically totally 100% literally death. Sin is death. Lust not only betrays me, it decays me.
I cannot live without a place to live, A home.
Meta: Whoever keeps blowing me (the mom, the gay, or the lusty prankster) Please stop. Amen.