I am junkie, I am junkie for cash. My taught behavior is only fittest survive and the law which is 9/10ths possession sees me the aggressor, pissing land, clubbing enemies and trading this false trust. I am at war with the Human race for we are all on our own. This hate is the norm and my responsibility is try and not be arrested for unknowingly violating some silly law my slave masters have constructed. Forced labor and taxation is what they demand. Only judgments are their will. Competition the only offered choice. I am piece of meat they use and they rot me to the core. Gentle beings have no place, this is Hell and only demons reside. We are the reason World Peace does not exist. I need to get over my addiction to cash. It devalues Life and I am a dummy.