A group of senior homeopathy patients waits outside in the cold as Jupiter scrolls through their phone at a receptiion desk behind a locked door. The line is building and their shivering gets worse.
The Doctor is incensed by the lack of empathy upon arriving.
"Why are they not in the waiting room?" They ask.
"You were late." Jupiter answers, one hand holding their chin up and another holding their phone.
"What is wrong with you?" They dart to the door, unlatching it and letting the herd of groaning, mooing, waddling suburbanites into the seats.
The first patient to leave makes a comment about a painting on a wall before deciding to simply lift it off it's hooks. Their spouse laughs this off with, "oh, hahah, the drugs keep making him do that. Can't take him anywhere!" The absurdity of the moment freezes Doctor Corvid before Jupiter calls back another patient.
Jupiter returns with a motivational poster to put up in its place, with a stock picture of a family gathering and the quote "I believe in a world that doesn't care, and people that do."
Dr. Corvid emerges to see the new poster, and on the verge of a mental breakdown, cancels all appointments for the next day, and every day after.
Jupiter shoes out everyone left in the waiting room. Dr. Corvid sits on a chair with their head as much in their hands as they can manage around their mask.
"Why did you start a clinic if you react like this to everything?" Jupiter jabs, unempathetically, "Some doctor you are."
"I didn't think it would work this way here." The Doctor's voice shakes, "None of you care. "
lyrics
I used to have hope, I used to feel bright
So I chose to try to open up my third eye
Find happy patterns you can see in your mind
Then all the sadder ones you meet over time.
Tarot card feelings shuffle up way out of line,
From various kinds of these fools full of it
Star chart reading mundane days in the life
I'm sagittarius, I can see through bullshit.
Self-help money jerks sell funny words,
For souls that only search for material worth
Forgetting everybody walks on the same earth,
All birthed from a tame rhythm it turns
We're a microcosm of macrocosmic equations
Byproduct of our circumstances told to be the agent.
Here as the world dances, out of explanations,
Never patience for these sentiments, they hate it
You think I'll take it
When you keep punching down, down, down
Slinging flames out
In ways you keep all roundabout.
Messengers tread lightly,
They won't take you kindly.
You'll go back to don't mind me
And tune out, out, out
You know no one hears enough.
Being a voice for what you must is such a tiring way to run.
No you won't unsee enough.
Seeing the void for what it was is just the price of waking up.
Out of my mind, down in the grind,
I can't get a chance to pass out flat,
I ain't got cash for therapy or a class,
Fuck that, I need a dab and a 20 hour nap,
A day and a half fast and a triple tab of acid,
Trip on that, talk with god, and come back happy.
Whatever the fuck way I define "happy,"
I can't process life and life keeps on happening,
The world's fucked and making sense is maddening.
God damn.
But back to rhyming,
We're all just fucking keeping up and putting all our time in.
Get a fucking nickel back when my tax is putting dimes in
Handing bills to feds, for them to cover all their crimes with
The world is dissonant, you just got to vibe with it,
Bottle all your thoughts, wish each other luck hiding it,
Even if the possibility might exist
Keeping your sanity here's a dying wish.
You think I'll take it
When you keep punching down, down, down
Slinging flames out
In ways you keep all roundabout.
Messengers tread lightly,
They won't take you kindly.
You'll go back to don't mind me
And tune out, out, out
You know no one hears enough.
Being a voice for what you must is such a tiring way to run.
No you won't unsee enough.
Seeing the void for what it was is just the price of waking up.
You know no one hears enough.
Being a voice for what you must never a perfect way to run
No one sees enough.
Seeing the void for what it was it wasn't worth it, waking up.
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"Why should I live with the name you gave me? When I could make a name for myself"
A song that has stuck with me ever since I first heard it, a feeling so profoundly captured and expressed. I deeply love this song. mishabunns