WhatitDO, family!
Occasionally, I catch myself getting caught up in watching shows like "Survivor", & "Big Brother", and briefly, BRIEFLY imagine what it'd be like if I were a "contestant" on one of these sitcoms.
Yeah. I called them, "sitcoms".
Seven, (or is it eight) strangers forced to live together, with no contact with the outside world, or modern amenities, and comforts for a couple of months, and you have to "strategize" & compete, and complete a series of challenges, and when all is said and done, someone becomes a before-taxes millionaire. The key word is...someONE. One. These mugs ally themselves with one another, lie, steal, deceive, and betray one another, getting emotional when one is voted off of the island (or, out of the house, in the case with Big Brother). I wouldn't last a half-WEEK, y'all. Firstly, I swim like an Army tank filled with mercury, don't trust easily, need access to my art supplies, modern toilets & showers, TV, and CHEESEBOIGAHS! How can you live on an island, and have no access to these things? ESPECIALLY...
the cheeseboigahs, yo. I can't look at a crab, and pretend that it's a cheeseboigah. My mind just isn't THAT strong, nor is my imagination. Only a monsta hit of LSD would help me climb that mental mountain. Anyways, do these people realize that, when all is said and done, and at the end of the day (I couldn't resist using that phrase...makes me sound like a deep thinker...at the end of the day.๐), that only ONE person wins that million, and that no matter what alliances were formed, the winner is NOT inclined to split the pot, ESPECIALLY since before the show, none of these people had knowledge of the other's existences! Not one. Yet, here they are, getting mad, and emotional about money that only ONE of them can win! I'm sorry, but for me, that shit is BEYOND ludicrous! I've heard of some people who literally get emotional watching this, as if they were getting a cut of the winnings! Again, ludicrous. Which is how I feel when I realize that I've blown an irretrievable hour watching this dreck. If you train yourself to have a self-sufficient, progressive mindset, you'll see that a mere million dollars (BEFORE taxes), is a pittance compared to what you're REALLY worth! If I'm gonna get caught up in a reality show, where there's only one person winning the million, it'd be my own! Because when all is said and done....at the end of the day (I couldn't resist, y'all!), when I win, my family wins! Bloodline, or not. We're all connected. By six degrees, or otherwise, at the end of the day (LMAOOOO!!!), we're all one. Not a popular opinion these days, unfortunately, but at the end of the day (last one, I promise!), it'll ring true, and we'll all discover, or RE-discover and appreciate our similarities, as well as learn from, and RESPECT our differences. I firmly believe that THAT'S why Yah has created us differently. NOT to ridicule our differences, but to learn to communicate, and CELEBRATE our uniqueness. Somewhere down the line, someone got it twisted.
Let's reverse the curse, family. We're all in the same playpen, with plenty of toys to play with.
Love on one another until you burst, and love one another ON PURPOSE!
I love you all, family. You're the reason I live.๐๐๐
Occasionally, I catch myself getting caught up in watching shows like "Survivor", & "Big Brother", and briefly, BRIEFLY imagine what it'd be like if I were a "contestant" on one of these sitcoms.
Yeah. I called them, "sitcoms".
Seven, (or is it eight) strangers forced to live together, with no contact with the outside world, or modern amenities, and comforts for a couple of months, and you have to "strategize" & compete, and complete a series of challenges, and when all is said and done, someone becomes a before-taxes millionaire. The key word is...someONE. One. These mugs ally themselves with one another, lie, steal, deceive, and betray one another, getting emotional when one is voted off of the island (or, out of the house, in the case with Big Brother). I wouldn't last a half-WEEK, y'all. Firstly, I swim like an Army tank filled with mercury, don't trust easily, need access to my art supplies, modern toilets & showers, TV, and CHEESEBOIGAHS! How can you live on an island, and have no access to these things? ESPECIALLY...
the cheeseboigahs, yo. I can't look at a crab, and pretend that it's a cheeseboigah. My mind just isn't THAT strong, nor is my imagination. Only a monsta hit of LSD would help me climb that mental mountain. Anyways, do these people realize that, when all is said and done, and at the end of the day (I couldn't resist using that phrase...makes me sound like a deep thinker...at the end of the day.๐), that only ONE person wins that million, and that no matter what alliances were formed, the winner is NOT inclined to split the pot, ESPECIALLY since before the show, none of these people had knowledge of the other's existences! Not one. Yet, here they are, getting mad, and emotional about money that only ONE of them can win! I'm sorry, but for me, that shit is BEYOND ludicrous! I've heard of some people who literally get emotional watching this, as if they were getting a cut of the winnings! Again, ludicrous. Which is how I feel when I realize that I've blown an irretrievable hour watching this dreck. If you train yourself to have a self-sufficient, progressive mindset, you'll see that a mere million dollars (BEFORE taxes), is a pittance compared to what you're REALLY worth! If I'm gonna get caught up in a reality show, where there's only one person winning the million, it'd be my own! Because when all is said and done....at the end of the day (I couldn't resist, y'all!), when I win, my family wins! Bloodline, or not. We're all connected. By six degrees, or otherwise, at the end of the day (LMAOOOO!!!), we're all one. Not a popular opinion these days, unfortunately, but at the end of the day (last one, I promise!), it'll ring true, and we'll all discover, or RE-discover and appreciate our similarities, as well as learn from, and RESPECT our differences. I firmly believe that THAT'S why Yah has created us differently. NOT to ridicule our differences, but to learn to communicate, and CELEBRATE our uniqueness. Somewhere down the line, someone got it twisted.
Let's reverse the curse, family. We're all in the same playpen, with plenty of toys to play with.
Love on one another until you burst, and love one another ON PURPOSE!
I love you all, family. You're the reason I live.๐๐๐
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