“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.” ~ John Lennon
Tea bags and breaststrokes. Limp noodles and okey dokes. Clocks wound. Caps hung. At least, respect your anthem. And, stop blaming others for your own faults. Learn to man up and walk the fucking walk. Get off social media. Get back to life. Enjoy what you have. Stop fighting the wrong fight.
Mindless midgets suppressing their moments of fame. Countless cunts simply following the same. Who should we blame? It’s not me or I. There must be a scapegoat to smack in the eye?
Prodded and provoked. An act of war invoked. One desperate gasp as you are being choked. Asleep or awoke. A victim of a cloak. The only way out is to soak in your yoke.
Practice what you preach. Better yet, don’t preach, just practice. Get better each day. Nonsense shouldn’t distract us.
Focus on your goals. Thank those who help. Give back to some. Accumulate the proper kind of wealth.