Goodmorning, ladies and gentlemens! Welcome to the external world again, it's full of toys and today is another shot to accumulate more toys, you know, the same old stuff, more money, more cars, more beautiful women. Rules of the game is: Fuck the past, and fuck the future. Enjoy.
Welcome to the external world—again.
Yeah, it’s still here.
Still full of toys.
Loud ones. Fast ones. Shiny ones.
And today?
Another shot to accumulate more of them.
Same old dance:
More money.
More cars.
More beautiful women.
More proof that you’re winning.
Because why not?
Why the hell not?
The rules of the game haven’t changed:
1. Fuck the past.
It’s dead. Let the dead bury it.
2. Fuck the future.
It’s just imagination with anxiety attached.
3. Enjoy.
Not someday.
Not when you “deserve it.”
Now.
So light the fire.
Roll the dice.
And make today another page
in the legend of the madman who played this world
like a goddamn toy chest.