Only joy — simple enough, right?
Cheerfulness, hiking, and travelling!
Palm trees, white waves on the sea.
Satisfaction, delight, laughter, love.
Every minute is sensory stimulation.
The emptier it is inside,
the more pleasure is needed outside?
Just don’t make me look in the mirror.
We need only serenity — that’s obvious.
The plastic surgeon’s best prescription.
More of everything.
More is better. Even more is even better.
Sign up for mountain climbing.
Sign up again for something.
And all those --> different cultures.
for money, anything!
They will even sell you something ancient for it.
for money, anything.
Give me more joy, because I need it.
How wonderful human beings are.
After all, everyone can see it.
thrill, beauty, positive thoughts.
success, market gaps, everything is developing!
So much excitement, everyone is smiling.
moments stretched tight into smiles.
confidence, self-belief.
These are needed! and profit too.
hundred-year-olds surgically turned into teenagers.
investments converted into smiles.
Should I start a podcast?
A vlog? I smile, I am happy.
I look confident.
Everything is true — and its opposite as well?
Is there no reality?
God is supposedly a quantum physicist?
But which god, out of the thousands?
all of them?
Maybe it is true, maybe it is not?
This too. Maybe true, maybe not?
I will have AI write it.
write it, AI <3 write, sing, love!
Write an email in the style of Shakespeare.
I will be happy in the meantime. AI, tell me ->
Am I a genius?
Everyone is so talented.
Everyone is a genius at something!
We need more fun, pleasure and happiness.
We have to travel. Go, enjoy.
Just no mirrors!
No silence!
Because that is so boring.
Just do not make me work or study.
Because where’s the joy in that?
Am I the only idiot?
And I don't even want to be happy.
I’m depressed.
I’m afraid of this world.
But I’ll take it positively!
because, because? because I have to!
gladness, merriment, travel.
cocktails, popularity, influence.
new eyelids, tight skin.
Good vibes around the genitals?
Happiness has arrived.
And everything is beautiful, everything gleams.
Fun, radiance and mirth.
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