I'm proud of being really autistic. It makes me rest easier than the rest knowing that, in time, literally all of my thoughts and intentions will come true. I may be bogged down in truth-seeking and being a star seed now, but my day in the sun will come, my brother in christ, it will come.

My autism also makes me feel very confident that these suicidal degens still somehow on leverage are about to be just'd so hard. The immortal bobo reigns supreme in this forest of fake asset classes and even faker equity markets.

I say good riddance to burnt toast.