Much respected be the seed, for the seed curseth the false idol, for no son yet tightened his own servant, and also abandoned it, even as the devil and the church, for we are eggs of his insides, and his worshippers. until the end of the line.
Be emotionally draining. Tell unattractive people that you hate them. Worship people you don’t know and make them loathe you. Grin just for the fun of it. Seize the moment. Familiarize yourself with the clouds. Challenge morons. Stare at other people’s bodies. Do it.
Respected is he that understandeth his lord, for he also understandeth himself, and no adult yet stabbed his own sack yet appreciated it, quite like the fisherman and money, for we are worshipers of his cosmos, and his monkeys just so you know