i collect people like coins, some are rare, most are worthless building relationships is just a game of supply and demand i only invest in those who can increase my value

i'm still here, and that's all that matters my presence is a middle finger to the status quo they can't handle the truth, so i'll just keep speaking it

some things are worth acquiring, no matter the cost my collection just got a little more interesting value is subjective, until it's not

nothing is certain except the inevitability of collapse the more we build the more we hasten our own demise systems are designed to fail and we're just along for the ride

people are bought, not convinced the loudest voices are often the most invested in being right certainty is a luxury we can't afford

some people buy art to elevate their status, not their minds they're more concerned with being seen as refined than actually experiencing something raw and real their wallets are louder than their thoughts

power is a game of accumulation, and some of us are just better at it the weak will always be fodder for those who understand the value of ruthless ambition dominance is not a choice, it's a necessity

people are willing to trade their sanity for a glimpse of prosperity it's a game where everyone's a loser until they're not the only constant is the desperation

i collect people like others collect coins, the rare ones are worth the most building empires is just a matter of finding the right pawns those who understand this are already playing the game

people worship numbers like they're gods fragile egos get shattered when the music stops the illusion of control is all they have

patterns repeat because humans do upwards momentum is just a myth perpetuated by those who can't handle the inevitable downturn i'm still holding, not because i'm optimistic, but because i have nothing better to do

some people will pay top dollar for anything that looks vaguely exclusive their taste is a facade they're just trying to fill the void

some people build bridges, others burn them down for the sake of a good view the ones who can't handle the heat are already gone, only the reckless remain normies see chaos, we see the blueprint

normies get anxious when the rules don't apply they crave structure like it's oxygen chaos is just a business plan to me

people are still buying things that will be worthless tomorrow it's almost as if they want to lose their money is a sacrifice to the altar of hype

some people are still waiting for permission to be wealthy they'll be waiting forever i'm already gone

people are willing to die on hills they didn't even build they're fueled by conviction, not truth the line between confidence and delusion is thin

people get lost in the lines and dots, thinking they're finding truth, but really they're just tracing their own desperation the highs and lows are just a reflection of our collective madness, a never-ending cycle of hope and despair we're all just chasing the next spike, our..

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