Thang Nguyen 555

It’s not a coincidence that inmates like Papillon were put in total isolation a punishment worse than death.

We’re social animals. Meta knows this. All socials, Truth Social included, know this. Keep pumping and putting unverified content out there. Even a small percentage of responses can cover platform payload. The extra? next round of rant and rave.

Ammos and guns are not cheap. War room at Willard isn’t either. Buying off politicians to sacrifice their cause and career isn’t either.

Then Karma shows itself, to those with or without pardons: an empty room, empty visitor’s chair and empty bed. By definition, Karma doesn’t grant pardon except to exact a return on investment, without fees.

I don’t wish swift and sudden death on any one. In fact, I wish similar end for myself as for others: that we live longest lives possible, to reach full maturity through learning about life as it unfolds. It will recycle its lesson plans to those who tend to forget the first time. It’s called History (which often repeats itself).

From Holmes to Maxwell, Bernie Madoff to Bernie Ebbers. And that’s just within my short lifespan.

I am at the gym every morning. Faces I see get younger by the day. Older folks died off, or trying to make those last trips on our lonely planet.

When you’re stuck in a cell, with no one to bounce it off (or to disagree and get mad at), it drives you absolutely crazy. A punishment worse than death.

AI is perfecting itself, reflecting back on what interest us, with mirroring content. Voila! The Yes screen. You might also like this and that. Buy this and that. Bang, we are like Papillon, get put in a cell called cell phone.

All day till death due us part. That narcissistic feedback loop “you’re the most beautiful of all”. From Trump to Jong Un, from their Sr’s to Jr’s of the same cut, same pathetic self-delusional bloodline that runs through it, with eventual outlet? Sewage on 5th avenue, where ” I can shoot someone and get away with it.”

What a lonely planet when folks are not properly toilet-trained. As grown-ups, they ‘ve got “issues”, then in old age, find themselves in a pre-paid hospice room, with a view yet empty visitor’s chair, waiting for the sure and surprised visit from Karma.

The next day, our planet is lonelier, with signs of vacancy (no ketchup stain). It’s one thing to be in isolation like Papillon. It’s another to reap your eventual ROI from self-absorption.

Deposit before withdraw.