# Do this do that. You must do this, you must do that.
Wait, wait, wait..
I must do nothing. Breathing maybe. Not even that, my body is doing it on it’s own.
Now you have a child. It’s protected by the government. Now you must do it like this and make that. Before the child nobody gave a fuck. Now they are all over the place.
Not good. 

The large black dog is taking a nap on the sofa cube which is hardly big enough. Chill. The chill is in me because the dog is a dog. No stress. Just look, eat, protect, relax. Dog looks at me: I see you. You are part of the family and under my protection. I look at dog: Thanks for protecting me, you are great, I am happy that you are friendly and not eating me. 
As I am typing I can see that he was looking at me. Our eyes meet and I can see the puppy in him. Strange, suddenly there is no dangererous element, only playful grinning about life and how silly everything is. 
# We live in the box

The box of life. Holy fuck, what is the universe and what is behind all universes? Millions of lifeforms all on the trip into somewhere they have no clue about. Hahaha!

# The end
Cocaine is really good. Since I take it in the morning my energy level has risen. To go to the bathroom suddenly has a new quality. How long does it take to get really hooked? I hope it’s not as lethargic and crippled as kicking meth. Bupropion really helped me after I self-diagnosed and medicated accordingly.
Good old Cambodia. After I returned to Germany the streets seemed empty, the people boring and the weather grey. One positive aspect of Germany is that they put up warning signs while in Cambodia you might just drive into a 50 centimeter deep hole and wake up in the hospital, or not.

# The Beginning
Sintra is the on-ramp and I am collecting energy for the slingshot into another orbit. I will be so filthy rich and have 3 pairs of shoes. That though is just a side effect of being a productive member of society. The lambo will be paid with sweat. I am unstoppable.

# Plans
Saturn. I gotta reach higher than other visionaries. They go to Mars, we go further. I prepare myself to handle large sums of crypto. Numbers on a screen. From apprentice to pro. The first gasoline station on Saturn, lol. For large space ships…

# Money
Easy. I attract money like a magnet iron. Because I am electric I can switch the magnetism off and release the money to all of you. I read about rich Chinese people who make parties and everyone gets an envelope with a few thousand. I like it :D

# Chewing gum
No...

# When I’m 64
Wheelchair or Triathlon. Why the extremes? Maybe I can manage to gain some muscles *and* be a lazy fuck, smoking cheeba in the corner. Maybe I can smoke the cheeba, do some squats, manage the gasoline station and chill-out at the same time.

# Yellow, pink, white
Is where I go. Always. The dark thick molassis of pain, violence and evil exists but I am not going down that road. I go into the light, the yellow, red, pink, and white future which hits on me, goes through me and becomes the past. Where it goes I don’t know but it must be the good way. Damdadam!

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