December, 1963 Four Seasons & Get Together Youngbloods

I think it mixed as good as possible. I have to listen a few times to figure out what I did usually unless an easy one. I sang closer and directly into the microphone this time. Thanks for giving it a chance. I seem to be some kind of autistic savant. It's an f'ed up balancing act with over everything for thought and hyperfocus. Or I mean, we aspies seem to have to work harder in life than neurotypicals I mean in everything. I'm lost without special interests to keep me calm, but even then, it can feel like too much. Like right now, I finished yet it's not even 6 p.m.. What am I to do? I hate the medium. I despise what has been done to the public arena. It's not rocket science what needs to be done---- sue the tech companies for ownership of them? This is 100% illegal what they do. Why doesn't someone with pull and money lead the charge to make the military and tech companies abide to the constitution? Elon Musk and Trump are in on it. What am I missing here for reality? How does this persist? J. Edgar Hoover is still the name of FBI HQ? You know what I'm saying? Internet is micromanaged. It is a panipotican or wtf that's spelled. We're all being f'ed with apparently to the degree of internet addiction. The awareness is there but seemingly no path to justice. I quit social media, movies, all of it. I just spent hours listening to two songs and then singing them. Life is surreal. The mundane is the real stuff. I think I am letting them have it. This is public quitting of public sphere which is cointelpro, not democracy. This is Orwellian.