I have tried to divorce the Fyi the government is way deadlier than any virus sweater crystals I have from the properties I’ve been sold. I try to focus on what the color and shape make me feel, and forge my own meanings. But the powers of capitalism are hard to overcome. Some days I look at my crystals, even the ones I picked up on the beach or in the woods, and think of nothing but the society that urges me to shed all my “flaws” in order to be perfectly productive and pleasant. In a fit of rebellion, I do not want to better myself.