Realizing that nothing is permanent and there are no rules. True freedom is freedom from self. It doesn't last and you have to keep looking for it, but just not running in the same stupid, dead end race as everyone around you gives you an almost super human social ability. The first time you cast off chains you didn't notice before is sublime. Doesn't hurt to be good looking. Never has, but just not giving one absolute fuck makes you more attractive anyway. Everyone hates gangsters and everyone really loves them.

Even saying this, I know what most people will think. I get it. I wore the exact same chains. I treat everyone with dignity. I place a premium on my own. That's what the chains really are. They keep you from recognizing the precious peculiarity of being alive and rape you of your dignity by putting everything in neat little, easily-identifiable boxes of marked values, and goals, and pointless fears. People aren't collections of symbols. We're wild, fighting, fucking explosions of life and kinetic energy. We're unguided missles. We're the breathing passing of time even as all things whither. Fires always burn, and everything that doesn't burn always longs for it.

I'm Born2fayl. Weirdo. Wife-fucker. Pathetic on your plane. I'm a joke. I wish I had your nice car, but I'd rather have my balls and my time.