my personal journey : seems illogical to me...
.. i ve lost so much and so many times....
...i ve gotten used to it......
the weirdness of it...even i ve made peace with being a luser..
the people around me : try to keep proving the same fact again...
a luser zombie : is not enough...
they need to win over a zombie : who has no interest or incentive to please them..
they are all winners : and they have the money, title etc...
i have a 0.
but still : thats not enough..
i really dont know : what was i borne for : if i listened to 'adults'..
just become a good earner : and pay taxes, and die a good boy.
it all seems : immaterial for me..
i am dead... long ago...
why these peeps want me further ded....
i dont even have time to think about it..
country got its bakra, people got their money..
all i wanted was : purpose : a reason for being born : other than serving imaginary money..
and lurv of imaginary kinds 🙂