I got a weird affliction: I ONLY like niceties! I just wanna live my simple, nice life with a yeti-mate and baby and a little house and LOVE, in the country, maybe a little cabin – i don’t seek to complex and make life bitter, i shun the world of THE ANGRY CON, the bitterness of their world.. I just want to live my psychedelic dream, in a SUNNY, STONED SOUL PICNIC – Like, e.g; Gaza, Hate, Tears, Misery – I need not dwell on any such matters – i just want to digest stuff that are of SUNSHINE. I just want to recluse into my HOME-SHELL, my HOME-SLACK-BASE!
In some way, you could say; that, i don’t wanna know who lost, i wanna hear about who WON, who won the jackpot, the big pot at the slot machines…a.s.o, a.s.o. NICETIES, NICE THINGS, that’s ALL i want to perceive and LIVE BY – i want to know who got born, who is DANCING, nice movies or nice music or some nice BOOK – or something SUNNY LIKE THAT – goes along with my total DISINTEREST in politics!
I want to be happy – i wanna live like my life was a ROMCOM, FEEL-GOOD-MOVIE, i don’t want to dwell on ANY-THING EVEN REAL– the real world bothers me, i want to drown-away in a SUNNY DAY-DREAM of some psychedelic stupor of bliss, DREAM-AWAY from the CON-WORLD. i want the delight, the bliss. And i’d like to keep it REAL SIMPLE, AND NOT WORK A JOB. I believe a more CLEAR, AND SLACK sense can be achieved through going out into the nature and maybe stay 1-2 weeks, and really disconnect from the world of the conspiracy
It’s like i live in some Psychedelica-Induced DREAM-STATE – like a yeti, living in his little lair in the mountains, and just heading out to hunt and gather – the small, simple mind of the Yeti – that SUNSHINE IN HIS/HERS BRAIN – like becoming a child, again.. Like SWEET NOTHING.
The YETISYN is different from people – the Yeti’s brain functions differently – it’s just like a cat, or a horse, or some LAZZY DOG, the yeti got his lair (that’s the house or apartment where you, the Yeti, lives), and isn’t that much aware what’s going on, in the reality of the CON, that world where you reach for information which is HEAVY to carry, not BLISSFUL- it’s BLISS, like living the stoned way…or FROPPED, as we say
Like i said, if you gonna make anything out of this life – MAKE IT A FUCKING ROM-COM, for reals – aim on being HAPPY, aim on SLACK, aim for ROMANCE, and simplicity and BLISS – don’t dwell on ANY-THING– LET IT ALL PASS AWAY FROM YOU! BE LIKE THE YETISYN, STUPID!