Category: Bad Traits

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You look at me with contempt in your eyes

You hate me, but there is no reason why

I make you feel uncomfortable, because you cannot figure me out

I’m not like you and this makes you want to shout

You’re angry, because this is the only weapon that you have

I’m nothing but a mirror, that displays your fear, of the unknown

All I ask is that you leave me alone

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Jealousy

Like termites on wet wood, jealousy will eat a person alive.

There will always be someone else who has more.

Is it even possible to keep up with it all?

Life is unfair.

Contentment is the only key that opens the door to a peaceful existence.

Everyone must look into the mirror.

The decision is for each individual to make.

I cannot help at all.

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Company sales meeting

First professional job out of university

Piss and vinegar salesman

Smashed 1st quarter sales quota

Top Dog

40 something year old salesman loudly called out

“ Hey kid

Throw enough shit against the wall and something will stick.”

Lesson learned: Laugh off older bitter people, who are disappointed with their life, and who try to break the spirit of someone younger.

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What is your plan?

Collecting peanuts

Hiding them in sand

Power is finally found

Hold tight

Falling

Down

Down

Down

Uh-oh

No safety net

Except

Torn mosquito net

Bourgeois

Placing their bets

Repossessing your private jet

Shitting in pants

Throwing up in toilet

Elephant

No longer steps on mice

Demanding silence from fluff puffs

Who had to pay the price

Big Boss was a pimp in disguise

Controlled

Select corrupt whores

Until………………….

6 AM

Knock on the door

FREEDOM

Locked away

Never to be seen anymore

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I never laugh at others misery

However

This time it is worthy

Smaller and smaller

The number of places for the corrupt to hide

Stashing the cash

In safe locations

Is like sticking a finger in a beehive

The barristers who wash the money

Do not have complete control anymore

Setting up shell companies is the game

No one knows in whose name

For decades the scheme worked

The data kept in nice little paper books

Today information online

Compromised security

Could put all involved

 In a very bad bind

Maybe time to go back to old school

Buy Private Island

And

Bury currency, diamonds, gold coins

Under the mansion’s swimming pool