paperweight paper

paperweight paper

is your value determined by what you earn or what you produce?

what would your value be if your currency became worthless?

does your job exist because it helps make create a transaction between consumption, greed, lust, and ignorance?

why does making everything in this world easier equally make it more complex and demanding?

are collision deaths worth the time saved on our commutes?

or the falsified weight of green linen worth the imaginary anxious pollution that burdens you before bed every night?

Hermits are hermits because we all know the loudmouth

Hermits are hermits because we all know the loudmouth

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having your palm open to the freedom of the world is no different than grasping to every last bit you believe you already own

for the moment you decide to stand and change is the same moment you lose what you protect

an open hand is only as good as the air between fingers

to change embrace and connect

means to exchange compromise and await

as you’re everywhere at once means you’re nowhere right now

the decision to be nothing

is just deciding to be something

so you might as well stop waiting

and accept what’s been ahead all this time

the real pain of letting go and actually accepting the difference now set forth

they only want your dick status and attention

they only want your dick status and attention

(speed philosophy elapsed time just woke up)

the highest form of game is really between two straight males

sure it takes pizazz openers closers and fancy breaks of last minute resistance to drop the panties of any HB8+ especially if you’re not gifted over 5’10 or don’t have a face better than the woman you’re trying to bed (but seriously in this age of video games and career obsession what guy really does?)

but despite my long defense of traditional game I’m still saying it’s not only harder to game another straight male it’s more rewarding

(and I always ask why?)

well because to game another straight guy means you have to win him over without the hidden subtext of a sexual reward at evenings close

unlike women the guy won’t be getting anything warm close and dirty on his crotch if all things go well between you two

unlike women the guy won’t be getting any free attention whoring texts status enhancing photos or brag worthy stories for all her close “girlfriends”

unlike women the guy you’re talking to doesn’t get anything immediate socially useful or physically pleasurable except what he already has to offer back to you

an open ear good conversation and if he’s of caliber wit then a few well timed laughs

and I’m still out here saying that it takes far more game to win over a random guy than desirable hottie

the hottie always wants something that anyone the clever will unearth

the guy doesn’t

he just probably wants to be treated like another fair human being

and that’s exactly why all you men will be chasing terminal pussy and never have the capacity or perspective to use that energy toward something more meaningful:

helping another dude out

smiles unlike sex are always for free

smiles unlike sex are always for free

(speed philosophy 4 slices small pizza)

being nice is actually the final key to success

sure being the nice guy doesn’t get you any pussy

and im not saying you being strictly nice Will get you pussy.

It wont

Everyman needs to learn how to get laid with the tools offered at his disposal. You’re no different

I’m saying that nice is the final key because it’s exactly what no one at the top does

they don’t do it because it’s just like driving a shitty 90s civic or liking old country buffet:

its associated with fuckups, the fat and lazy, and people who don’t make any dollar

but being nice is the final key because like the Seahawks at their probable last super bowl in near future, no one will expect it coming

when they know how much you make who your friends are and what you really desire they already have you figured out

asshole is predictable

you just always choose the best option for yourself and share nothing with no one

nice is truly the chaotic choice of bad boys


cuz like an std it’s randomly contagious unpredictable and only hurts people who really deserve it

it’s the card you play not because you can afford it

but because it’s what you play when you’ve already won

rabbit out of the box

rabbit out of the box

(speed philosophy elapsed time one full breakfast sandwich)

im not a magician because I have secret powers turned sadness into happiness or made something magically disappear and appear at will

i just tried to think of the one thing you didn’t think about

something you took for granted didn’t admit or felt wasn’t fair to uncover

I did the one thing you didn’t not because im cool gifted or lucky

I did the one thing you didn’t because I got bored of the same results

I didn’t do it out of obligation love or self interest

i just tried something new

becwuse i wanted to

and so should you

upside downs

upside downs

(speed philosophy elapsed time two sips of tap water)

why do we wake post dawn rush to work sit all day then are released at sunset to finally have free time only to do everything in our power to forget we have to do the exact same torture come morning?

the things that happen post work evenings are only fun and memorable because you’re not in pain at your desk making some other fucker richer than you

why is our only free time set at the exact frame of moment when we’re exhausted and at the exact same moment everyone is as well

what about just waking up hours before sunrise and using that time when you’re fully rested to do your unobstructed pleasurable bidding

of course you’re saying that subliminal dread of what comes next will ruin those sunrise tingles

but if you instead focused your minds eye on what you enjoy instead of what you hate

you’ll realize it isn’t so bad at all

because at least this way you start your day off with the exact things you want to do

instead of end your day with the exact things you don’t

cash doesn’t buy respect it complicates it

cash doesn’t buy respect it complicates it

(speed philosophy elapsed time three bites of beakfast sandwich)

if more kids these days focused their time energy and “passions” on “optimizing” and “scaling” their personalities we’d enjoy less cool shiny apps to waste time in between coffee breaks but possess more cool real friendships that don’t get replaced when a new generation of paper hungry bougeez eventually out work them

people aren’t a mirror they’re people

people aren’t a mirror they’re people

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im not liked because my genetics or luck

im hated because of them

im liked more than you because I do the one thing you secretly know you fucking suck at

treat everyone else in this world better than they treat me and have the balls to openly sincerely express it verbally and physically

you know show people how you actually “feel” about them

what’s to lose if you actually enjoy their presence?

thats not the golden rule

thats the Bancroft rule

keep swiping

Keep swiping

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Sex is sex

friendship is friendship

family is family

relationships and marriage are none of the above

imagine a world where we quested for your best friends instead of sexy ideal lovers

that we literally make swipeable apps to find amazing people that truly care abut you and you care for them back even more

its funny because no one ever divorces their best friends. Unlike that hottie that cheated or will eventually leave, best friends aren’t entitled to half or more of your shit when they decide to upgrade their lease with a new down payment on someone better than you

you see romance has it all wrong

yeah I get it that shit “feels” great

but so does the complete knowledge and sanctity of mind that you always have someone who isn’t in it for themselves and their tingles

theyre in it for you

Not lonely at the top you’re just a flat out lie

Not lonely at the top you’re just a flat out lie

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every guy tries to be their own “alpha” of their own roost

they do it by having their own “career” marrying their “unicorn” or if you’re like most men sliding into such pathetic childish denial you end up at the top not because you earned it but because you intentionally insecurely pushed your other friends so far away you’re literally the only man in your life

sure that means you call the shots

but at that ledge does it really matter?

Because the only dude you’re ever supporting helping and caring for is the same dude who you secretly hate and wish was born or treated differently

so in that sense you’re only doing one thing really

ignoring everyone who cared about you and listening to the only person you wish didn’t exist

your own shitty excuse for that pile of fucking human waste you believe to be your personality

The fix?

Care about someone other than a random vagina

care about people who don’t need to trade sex for your time and attention

oh better yet I know

simply just care about your friends

the gutter isn’t your only friend

the gutter isn’t your only friend

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Geniuses go broke and homeless not because anyone is out to get them or is too stupid to understand their vision

no they end up in the gutter because despite understanding every problem and solution known to mankind they ironically fail to answer the oldest question in the book

who are you?

Thst doesn’t take grandiose ideas hella ambition or next level theorizing

it requires just one thing

knowing how to be a good friend and person

(of course being tall dark handsome and super cool doesn’t hurt either ^^)

tight grip lose life

Tight grip lose life

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Think of how complex driving is

No really think about it?


But we humans get so naturally good at “feeling it” we can even juggle multiple things while driving like texting, hating our lives, and complaining about other people hating their lives

What if you took that grasp of driving and apply it to every other part of your life?

That you gave yourself the chance to let go and just follow the road

There are no average friends just a lot of shitty ones and a few good ones

There are no average friends just a lot shitty ones and a few good ones

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The difference between a shitty friend and good friend isn’t being there at the right moment.

Money, self interest, and ulterior motives can fix anything shitty into appearing good

the difference between a shitty friend and a good friend is how much you’re willing to change your fucking horrible selfish personality into something redeeming and actually put aside your differences to be helpful to someone other than yourself

im sure when you look in the mirror every night you, of course, see that insecure and fearful human you’ve been stuck with since birth

hey I have to do that too

but at least I like myself enough to drop my guard and direct my once negative energy toward something more purposeful and meaningful


the same goes for brothers, mothers, and most importantly fathers

Food 4 Thought

Food 4 Thought

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cancer is just the end result of a lifetime of anxiety

it starts in your head and eventually enters your body

just like worrying is biting off your own head cancer is literally your cells killing each other because that’s what they “think” they should do

just the dutiful accumulation of “hard work”, “passion”, and “happy” choices

You can either die a slow painful death while waiting for it all “to get better”

or wake up now like you’re reading my passage and for once in your life

be okay

Crazy in Love

Crazy in Love

(No draft pure unfiltered notes written in one go without stopping in Eunice’s car along with her dangerous driving abilities. I still lived though)

Love attraction so strong and crazy because it contrasts the huge negativity in their lives.

It really isn’t crazy love
It’s just regular positive feelings

They lose control of themselves in love not because it’s strong.

But. Because they’re not used to feeling that way.

They’re used to feeling horrible

When you’re so negative

Even the slightest amount of happiness makes you feel uncomfortable

But if you’re always positive genuinely positive

Then something bad isn’t bad

Because even though there’s a contrast

You never obsess about negativity like positive love. Because that’s stupid and doesn’t feel good.

So you just brush t away

The reason why they lose themselves is not because of love

Because there so disparate to feel one thing good in their life

It’s not that person. W

It’s grasping for life to just get that ounce of happiness that already exists they’ve just been focusing On the wrong thing entire life

Negative people are so negative they need it more. Necessities (Eunice added this good point ^^)

Love for another is the hardest to find and make work outb why not just work on smaller wins to build happiness

Love versus romance

Love you’re only happy if they’re happy

Romance it’s about what they do to make you feel good. Their presence. Your idea of them.
Love is real because it’s a genuine feeling.

Romance is only in your head along with all the other insecure negative and untrue bullshit you tuck away before bed at night.

Cool isn’t a movie it’s real life

Cool isn’t a movie it’s real life

( no draft pure unfiltered notes written without stopping and first take while in Eunice’s car. She drove better this time…)

Cool is cool

Because no one acts like that in real life

And movies are something people want to be because it’s so not like real life

But what if you just did act like that?

What’s stopping you?

It’s the belief that your current insecurities beliefs habits dreams and fears are somehow more real than what you see in tv

What the body wants but not what you’re thinking is the true identity of you.

The guts feeling is true. Not your “thoughts”.

Rather than feel good about the things they do, they do things they feel good about doing because they’re programmed by society to feel good about them.

Big difference

And that’s not cool at all.

Free from World’s Truth

Free from World’s Truth

Receiving what you eventually want is no different than what every self-help section, microphone wearing guru, and faded echo of westernized common sense repeats beyond seeming and applicable usefulness.

A simple result of three classic intersections: Your time, someone else’s opportunity, and—to the most equally unfortunate and doubtfully insecure—whatever inherent talent you wish you righteously deserve.

Receiving what you eventually need is, however, not the result of anything at all.

Not the dutiful accumulation of “hard work”, thoughtful purchase of “best selling” printed page, or even logical adoption of “wisdom” from the richest successes of past and present history.

Just the mere change of the one single thing we immediately fixate upon birth, pridefully discard entering adulthood, and yet sadly only discover again minutes before our very own anxious, inevitable, and absolutely necessary death:


Always Ask Why

Always Ask Why

3 Reasons Why Theo Cheng Is Still Our Best Friend

1) Because his shirts are *still* known to be worth more than your life, we always feel safer knowing muggers will first go for him over us.

2) Because he frequently crashes straight into parked brand new BMWs while in a parking garage and while on his phone, we always feel better knowing at least we’re not the worst driver in the group.

3) Because he’s not ashamed of falling asleep while you’re talking to him at a bar or even strip club, we always feel more mature knowing at least one guy of the group isn’t afraid to show his sincere disapproval of binge drinking and the dirty objectification of women.

But most of all, I’ll admit we’re still friends with Big Teddy C because he’s more than a self-proclaimed “humbly arrogant nice guy”…

He’s OUR self-proclaimed humbly arrogant nice guy.

Something that after all these years, I now finally and proudly hope, never ever changes about him.

We Always Need Rags If We’re to Have Riches

We Always Need Rags If We’re to Have Riches

Sometimes the greatest act of friendship isn’t making the incessantly romantic claim to be the first to hear, first to care, or even first to change

It’s having the foresight, willingness, and humbling respect to be the first to finally let the other person go

Where your relationship is suddenly no longer based on what you have done, will, or could do together

But to what he, or for you few lucky guys, she

can now do without you