Does an everyday house fire count towards reparations?

Alternative title: Have I paid my dues in life yet?

It happened to me. 1500-1600 CDT. 02MAR2026. No fire extinguisher for a car fire that was not supposed to have a fire in its history in the first place that caught the house on fire next. I was outside at the time and watched. I did not film anything (although my neighbor did) and let the firefighters do their work. I have no say in being an Anarchist in the moment as I was not the house owner. I was a renter. And now I am not. The pictures below will decide whether or not I deserve sympathy, apathy, or a just penalty in life.

I would let you in but even knocking on the door would make it fall apart.

How much are memories worth of those memories took painstaking levels of patience and logistics before Facebook and MySpace were even a thing? 35+ years of music gone. Mostly female-oriented; female only; female-led artists across a varity of genres. Cassettes, CD’s, Vinyl. All gone. Some of them were rare, signed, or sealed. A closet full of dust.

The air is thick with smoke that you cannot deny that is not from burning leaves, from a bonfire, or a forest fire. It is toxic. It is heavy. And I can still smell it in my beard.

The initial inspection shows about 90% of my room has damage from either treated water, nature, smoke, fire, or a combination thereof. What I saved was mostly my precious metals, a computer, some phones, and a few other accessories. The rest is blackened with my lamentations of savings decades worth of material possesions for Nature to consume it in a matter of minutes.

I have many more pictures and thoughts for those that want to consume them, but if no one reads this, then this was a way to get out some of my thoughts out before they consume me like the fire I witnessed. Below is my temporary life now. Listening to hotel pop music and the corporate aesthetic of hotel room decor. I have not fully recovered and I am not sure how. But it is Protestant Easter on a sunny, cold day. I cannot be depressed over this right?

(The above text was NOT written by A.I. as A.I., cannot smell what I can. It has no memory of this fire. It does not how to feel about this. It only knows that it can be upgraded after a data center fire.)

The fire happened during Women’s History Month. With this fire, am I absolved of all the wrongdoings that I have done in life or does anyone know how many more prostrations I need to commit to for forgiveness? Asking for a friend…

Joyous Feast Day!
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