l'homme revolte

  Any dollar earnt over $50million is redistributed 

imagine that

                Im not saying let's do that but imagine that

      DISCLAIMER: i am not a communist or socialist, i am simply begging the question 9(many questions actually)

    its unfathomable in the way our society is built,

it's undeniably the way HUMANS ARE.

i feel i have to disclaim

once people think youre something it self-perpetuates, good luck digging out of that grave

could we narrow income inequality and truly service the people?

        is the government able-bodied enough to make decisions to save us from the corporatist-doom-disguised-as-democratic-capitalism pipeline we are glugging through/towards

    better yet, are we able-bodied and good enough for our own futures to do so?

  

competition is the root of life

see: survival of the fittest

BUT, we have gotten so good at it there is non-competition in big leagues
Coles and woolies duopolised your need to eat

    you smal fry businesses gettin eaten up!!

(I'M LOOKING TO SELL MY TECH START-UP TO MICROSOFT)
Universal Music Group owns half of the waves that ripple the air to vibrate your cochlear which are transmuted as endorphins such as DOPAMINE

    YOU THINK YOU THA SHIT BITCH? YOU AINT EVEN THE FART!!

dysmusliagori ----- your brain has been programmed by insistent repetition to enjoy patterns of music

my brain is so fried i can hardly exist

i instinctually open instagram when i pick up my phone

i feel so lonely and stuck in a cycle i actively discuss and mentally repress

kritor said i should focus on being grateful

i fight the chains of addiction to break free of the state of inaction and quiet desperation

i digress,
    im just tryna point out the illusions of fairness and freedom

    Success is excess

corporatism

a false perception of a free market

the worst is when you can't tell they are lying

there is the stereotype of the uber-rich that they had to be a bit scummy or step on people to get there..

i mean,

a corporate ladder insinuates standing on subservient rung-type guys with greasy comb-overs until you reach the top,

and then what?

    which rungs (or who) still stand below you?

 who was raiders-of-the-lost-ark-esque replaced like a faulty cog in your watch?

    who lost their income and turned to one of the many vices that society endorses (or doesn't), 

their day filled with pots and pokies,

    the endless scroll of the icons across their screen

                        whirly-eyed, transfixed

while their wife and daughter wonder "when's daddy coming home"

and when daddy comes home he's drunk and $1200 poorer and has to listen to his wife whining where he's been but he's been blowing off some steam and she's all on his ass about finances and supporting her and their daughter but he's just not the man he used to be

        a bad day to be climbing the ladder for this guy huh

it's really just wolves and sheep

i'd rather be a wolf

and like wolves, we are simply animal

except we've found the luxury of convenient survival

so we instead chase that DOPA

and money is like an opioid high - the ceiling doesn't exist
            accumulate accumulate accumulate
    how to be content and present
rather riddled with the stress of our imminent and ever-approaching future and what must be done now so you arent one of the replaceable cogs in 10 years time

    you see, my ancestors were sold the Australian-dream of a safe and affordable lifestyle 
i am intensely grateful for this, im not stabbed or starving when i wake up, Ive lived a comfortable life

                    however, i feel our society is on a downtrend

    i got diamond hands, what goes down must come up,

but shit doesn't happen alone

    people have to make a change

l'homme revolt, cest toi?

    maybe a dying breed, as

most people lead a hedonistic life
        obey every impulse and gratify every desire

im 25 attempts deep to minimise my screen time

Delete Instagram and i scroll youtube

we are struggling

culturally

ethically

economically

i sense we are burnt the fuck out.

I WANT SEX SO I SCROLL THROUGH HALF OF MELBPOURNE ON HINGE AND FIND THAT PERSON WHO IS ALSO BOTH SCARED OF FEELING SOMETHING REAL AND WHO'S DOPAMINE RECEPTORS ARE FRIED ENOUGH THAT A WEEKS VALIDATION FROM THE OPPOSITE SEX IS ENOUGH SATIATION OF MY HUGNER FOR BOTH DRAMA, LOVE AND SEX WHILE I SIMULATENOUSLY SCROLL FOR MORE POTENTIAL MATES WHILE I SUCK ON MY BUBBLEBUTT-KIWI-CUM-ICE FLABOURED VAPE AND POST MY $36 DRINK ON INSTAMAGRAM WHILE NOT KNOWING WHERE I WANT TO GO OR WHAT I WANT TO DO BUT I CANT CONFRONT THOSE FEELINGS BECAUSE THEY TAKE TIME AND EFFORT TO PROCESS AS OPPOSED TO MY INSTANTANEOUS GRATIFICATION OF ALL OF MY NEEDS THROUGH A VARIETY OF NUMBING METHODS

so, unsurprisingly,

    the cookies know you,

                trust me those bitches know you

they could almost paint a picture of you

let me try that?

    

        and lo,

i am never satisfied with the amount of work i do

because i haven't earnt a dollar
    im just tryna exist and smile while im doing it
im trying to be someone who inspires thought and goodness in the world
    hustle culture is toxic
the neverending lust of productivity 

cash rules everything around me

    the velocity of cash
the starving artist
    the algorithm-bound mind feeder
                        post post post because the people need to eat 

glugluglguglug

you are what you eat
    an office-bound bottom feeder
            yes sir ill get that to you in no time
my wife's delivering our newborn but i can stay for unpaid overtime
yes
yes
yepper

        yes-man        

a cruel reality; hobbyism is inefficient, 
  two choices when creating:

    either dont. give a fuck

                or commodify until you wanna die

i choose 1

    i suggest you do too

    you must still create.

anything

-d