Monday, May 4, 2026

You know, I really don't like being in the spying-center. I need to confront my adult-life headlong, now that I have 50-billion dollars.

 I'm not in for a prolonged stay here. Maybe another year, no more. At max I would be talking another year. I can lay down some patternized behavior. 

I realize, you wanted to make contact with me. I suppose I'm State. I'm our Evangelical-Economist. 

You do need to talk money to talk sense. This is too much for me to handle. 

I mean, you can assume that I'd be unawares that they're spies, but I am aware, in-fact. 

You gave it away with them communicating my renown. 

Money can buy you happiness, yes. Money does not give happiness, but if you learn what to buy with money you can learn to be happy. So, consequently, you need money, too. Because you need to understand why we eat food, drink beverages, & live our lives the way that we do.

Because I face some monumental hurt in the future. I didn't abound in family & friends. I didn't abound in Women or good-fortune. I'm going to need my money to comfort me, & eventually I'll be able to come to grips with the reality of my newly-earned fortune.

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