Trying a new gig today out there in the world and online. I will be walking miles and keeping it real. Need to chase that paper by any means necessary. Supplementing my income is a must. I need multiple streams of revenue to survive in this metropolis. The city feeds on money and nothing besides. It’s not for the faint of heart or slacker ethics. You hustle then you sleep. There’s no getting around that reality.
I need to be self sufficient as much as possible. I got a real hardcore education these past couple years. Sometimes traumatic and always turbulent, I survived to thrive again. I saw that nothing is as it seems. I needed to exorcise my demons to see the truth of the construct. The Panopticon is more real than you think. We are all shackled and freedom is not free.
My only solace is staying creative and getting enough treasure to live a full life. I live with a purpose. I hustle with a purpose. I create with a purpose.
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