The quest for external justification is not making me happy anymore, so I suppose that I must create my own little imaginary world through which to create what makes me happy.
And after that, I have no fucking idea what to do or think…
I’ll just hope and pray that it makes me rich, I guess.
Voluntarism and Capitalism.
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