just a thought lighter

just a thought lighter

you can go through the day worrying about what you might say speak or think

or

you can sleep at night resting upon what you’ve already said done and shared

it doesn’t take 8 hours a night to rise a fulfilled person

it only takes a single breath of air

you just have to open your mouth

and let it out

one is enough for two

one is enough for two

the saddest flaw of us humans is when the chips are out and cards are up

we don’t fail to see what is coming nor fail to know how to react

it’s just we fail to care enough about someone else that we’d rather allow fear and our own doubt denial and duplicity to sweep up the winnings

than be strong and humble enough to take our remaining free hand

and for once in life trust we can still hold on with the other just fine

and use it not to double down within the fight of protecting what we believe is rightfully ours

but use it to share with one, one more, and another

not because they would

but because you could

you complete me

you complete me

androids only seem smart efficient and robust because iPhones seem simple dumb and weak

iphones only seem beautiful studied and pleasant because androids seem obtuse ugly and loud

the only reason your phone of choice is the best one is because you implicitly believe the other choice is not

when you’re buying one

youre selling your love to the first

and trading your pain to the second

the blind are always at risk but never bored

the blind are always at risk but never bored

I’ll be first to say happiness is a mislabeled and misunderstood feeling

it’s not something you obtain by thoughtful practical patient choice

it’s received from the opposite

it’s really what we don’t label as an emotion

novelty

something new wonderfully tangible from the act of literally not trying to get anything at all

just doing something new

now here’s where you ask why is it so many claim happiness at the end of their long profitable journeys

that feeling which confuses the masses since the birth of published and outspoken wisdom and dramatic profitable biography is not at all happiness

well friends thats relief

from what?

The self deprecating deceitful and pandering pain of mans trap from trying to earn wage to obtain something already known as free

a fools naive childish and unfettered happiness

switch hitting before the 7th stretch

switch hitting before the 7th stretch

the poors problems are solved by the rich

the richs problems are solved by the poor

the poor discuss envy of being rich as much as the rich discuss fear of being poor

there is little compromise between the two ideologies

and odder than that is the refusal of either party to stand up and just try out for the other team

perspective bodes far better in the long term than depreciating currency and appreciating jealousy

because its value isn’t determined by someone else

it’s determined by you

futures are a fine investment but poor return

futures are a fine investment but poor return

we talk about the powerful by means of symbols and aggregated future availability

what they receive from their endeavors equates to what they receive from our attention and desire

if money produces options for enjoyment love and security

what does it mean when money is stale in electronic figures behind federally protected confines?

can money be worth anything before it’s traded for anything the more tangible?

before that moment then money isn’t real

it’s as fake as your supposed dreams fears and spoken word you waste to describe the people whom possess more than you

nothing but the dirty and infectious air you release like an erroneous burp from a bloated meal

dead empty air you can’t wait to let pass

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

why?

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

(speed philosophy elapsed time 2 cig puffs)

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 ^^)