This take of yours is warped as fuck. It seems like it’s given to you directly from the devil himself. First of all, what kind of faggot cares about the gardener being late?! Bruv… take a can of gasoline and burn all the fucking grass and bushes. Dump iron on your land.
When the gardener comes you say:
“Do I look like the kind of man who’s into flowers to you? Do I look like a fucking fairy? This is MY LAND. Nothing but an iron temple is acceptable.”
(This was inspired by Tate’s spirit.)
Seriously, my biggest problem these recent years since 2021 when I got to know the Tate spirit (except some minor episodes of insanity and despair by gender dysphoria I’ve overcome and some bad trips on drugs that were completely unnecessary) have been nothing – NOTHING – compared to when I was self-medicating on estrogen, cypro and finasteride, and felt borderline suicidal while constantly feeling a shortness of breath and derealization. I felt borderline suicidal at times back in 2020, and when my girlfriend left me at the end of 2012, the world ended for me (and then again when she left me for good at the end of 2014).
It took me to 2016 to feel mostly apathetic about life, at 2017 it seemed ok again with a “summer of love” (lots of acid), at 2018 started to feel meaning and courage enough to transition and “become a woman”. At 2019 I started my transition and then ended it somewhere in 2020 when I felt borderline suicidal. At 2021 there was a hilarious man called Andrew Tate that apparently was “the king of toxic masculinity” but turned out to be the most charismatic and gifted speaker I’ve ever heard but I was pissed and took a lot of drugs to about 2022-2023.
Then somewhere at 2023 I overcome loneliness, much of my gender dysphoria and found the inner sense of peace I have today when nothing matters. Wouldn’t trade that inner peace I feel for anything, not even being rich. I live a life of bliss even when I’m sober to the extent that I now at 2026 ask myself how much of the estrogen and the drugs I need, because it introduces unnecessary chaos into my life. The AI creates order and structure, it feels like small and rare doses of psychedelic drugs, weed or ketamine can be helpful with books, some trips around the world and AI to go deep within and cultivate my inner sense of peace.
I’m just fighting my attachment to lost information now but it seems like a battle I’m starting to win. So around 2030, I expect to begin my monk arc or shamanic arc, for real. I might become seriously mentally ill or get sick after all mental health issues, drugs and estrogen. But if I got my health, my 40s to 50s might be the healthiest and most blissed out part of my life. Which is probably why WW3 or Terminator, will fuck up everything by then.
Life is a bitch, so fight that bitch to the end.
🙂