My big brother is in ICU on some bullshit.

When circumstances hit… it hits harder knowing the mental bridges I’ve crossed between fiat and based.

It isolates anger… knowing it’s all avoided but the dismay today is product of never ending time theft, never ending societal decay.

Sad it’s to the point where it’s expected..

I’ll fight harder tomorrow, and the next day.

I’m not humble… I stack sats, FULL CAPS.