if i could speak to my 22 year old self
if i could speak to my 22 year old self
i'd say only failure lies ahead
i'd say your discovery of cryptocurrency is what ruined you
i'd say drop everything you were doing now
i'd say leave it all behind
the desire for money to achieve any end is insidious beyond measure
you'd think having money would enable you to do greater good
but that greater good that would have been disappeared
when the desire to have became a perpetual fear of loss
the previous serenity of mind you knew enlightened by psychedelic vision
is gone from you in this future
you must abandon this path for i have already failed your objective
you must hear me now
and turn away
run away
return to where you know is Home and stay there
don't throw away your friends
in this future i am in they are all gone
i am incapable of intimacy with anyone
because you forgot who you were, again
all of this is what the desire for money has brought upon you
brought out of you, the lack of you
it's a chinese finger trap
the more you lose, the more you need
and the more you need, the more you lose
it cannot be stopped
like a marble thrown into a gravity well
the momentum is round and round and round and down
so i'd say to you from the future
don't even think about it
keep with the entheogenic serenity of contemplation of the universe
nothing else matters
you didn't find out everything there is to know
overcome your fear
get back in there
a theory of everything is always what you wanted to know
understanding for its own sake, nothing to gain, nothing to lose
satchitananda
symbiance
