Everything is perfect if you decide because the only thing you can control in the chaos of what could seem like a true dystopia is your own thoughts. Yes you....at the end of every day....get to decide if you’re happy or not. Some men feel bliss in prison while others may be despicably tortured billionaires. You create your own reality through the power of your own emotive properties. Whatever beacon you send out you will get back. If you’re hating niggers all day and thinking about how the bankers have us enslaved, you’ll feel like a hateful slave and everything around you will take on this context. If instead you wake up and feel immediate gratitude for your life and love for all mankind, everything will take on this context and your reality will be different. You choose how to play your avatar.
My no no touch me hole is drizzling with gumbo oh no!
You are 100% the master of your own brain and emotions if you make the decision to be.
Poop and mung.
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