My youth must have been the happy days, if one can handle the odd physical fight, and parents wonder why we needed feelings.and don't trust people over age 30. It was the 90s when people felt like they were slowly turning into vombies and Robots. Then the Trojan horse of covidism to begin the apocalypse, the weapon of mass distraction. Then a cloud of genderism, carbonism, centro bankster and the God of Governmen and the operation of whitewash mediaism. I'm so tired of freaking any centroism of isms. Bossing my individualism around all day. The time has come of lifting of the veil meaning the apocalypse of truth by 2925. An 80 year cycle from world War 2, before that the Civil War. Before that the American revolution. Most people now, will says it's the worst period of their lifetime. From only belonging to the optimist club, I'm soon looking forward to a new MAGICAL ROARING 20s of good times again. Of course there will alway be chess players, who own their slaves. Wail I'll play tit for tat sharig a.Cooperative game in life. Fuck cluster fuck centroism and freedom begins