In a world of inaccuracies, we need to find truth. However, it might seem easier to lie. Lie about your age, lie about your weight, and lie about your ability to lead a country. As I grow and look at the world the way it is, I find that even the liars have some truth. To lie is to base it in truth to make it believable. We, as humans, have fallen away from truth, but allowed lies based on truth. That is a lot of fucking weird exposition, but the matter at hand is the lies in truth. Or, is it the truth in lies. At this point we have no idea. Lies are truth and truth is lies. We go back and forth with what is real and what is fabricated. Half of the time, what’s fabricated becomes real. What the fuck are we supposed to believe? Should we believe in anything? Only God, Google, Amazon, Microsoft, Meta, and the current government tells us to believe. We could believe what we see, read, or visualize in our own experience. Yet, we let our own independence ride on other people. Do we let the masses dictate what we believe? Or, in my opinion the better option, decide for ourselves. I would give examples, but in the long run it seems redundant if you’re reading the news or have lived longer than ten years. We want the world to be better, but we forget that we have to be better for the world. The people they quote, the religions they blaspheme, It comes down to one solitary thing. The masses don’t think for themselves. They want someone to tell them what is going on. The sad part is people like me, I see it, I feel it, I don’t do anything but write this. In hopes to inspire and in hopes to make a difference, but I should stand at the capital, at the White House, and at any house of office. We need ti fight back, We are the board of directors. The man in charge, that crippled companies should know what that means, but he doesn’t because he’s had the silver, wait fuck that, golden spoon up his tight, toupee wearing, ass. He would “You’re fired” our asses so fast. He doesn’t give a shit, he likes attention, why? Because daddy didn’t give it to him We will see where we are in three years, four years, eight years, and/or twenty years, but that saddest part about this… Is truly it’s one us. We fucked up. We let it happen. We are the majority, and we need to stand up.