Every new person I meet that act like they wanna live but fail to take a chance is a fucking pussy.
Touch them with your genius, then just walk off.
It’s the bare minimum.
I hate the fact when ever I meet a new girl I either have to dumb myself down to there level of thinking or I only have to show 10 percent of myself, which makes them laugh and curious of me so we swap our information. Only to learn they are the most boring individualise I’ve ever meet. With no back done and there own humanity is so ugly it eats at me. If your my age and all you can converse about is partying and work that shit don’t make you anything, except a really popular dormant worker ant.
Like Fuck I really miss my humble beginnings where conversations where heading towards politics, history, nature, the patterns that show up in different human cultures, talking in French and learning how to develop into a magnificent human being. Meeting someone you should really be able to learn something from them, if you cant be used then your useless harsh but so true. There should really always be a Thank you and Your welcome moment between two people.
After my accident I have learned nothing in life is promised except death. So why live it like your waiting to die ? 50 Cent said something once which will always stay with me. ”When the director say’s cut none of my things go away the big house is still there, nice cars are there, attractive woman are there. When he yells cut to them, everything goes away”………Who would you rather be ?
It has been the hardest blow, emotionally, that I have had to endure. Suddenly you realise that tomorrow may not come. I now live by the motto: “YOLO.”
The second episode is a satire on entertainment shows and our insatiable thirst for distraction set in a sarcastic version of a future reality.
In this world, everyone is confined to a life of strange physical drudgery.