Little township boy


Little Township Boy 

Your dreams are too impractical. You can't be a pilot, dear boy that's not how the world works. Choose something else, something in line with your reality, something in line with your environment. How about an Uber driver? No, that's too steep. Let's try a taxi driver operating somebody's 16 seater. You have to remember that you have owners. You are not free, no one is free, in fact dear boy, there is no such thing as freedom. It's all made up like your dreams of flying airplanes. Someone needs to bring you down to earth, having your head above the clouds is only metaphoric like shooting stars in the sky. And well, you are no star. The truth is that you are limited like prepaid data. The truth is that you'll never amount to much. The truth is that your are doomed like insects in a corner. There is no way of maneuvering this, you are playing a rigged game and the cards have been dealt to you since your inception. There is no way to change hands just play the cards you have been dealt as best as you can. Don't mess up the order of the world, don't anger your owners, just do as you are told and don't be a hero. Lower your expectations dear boy you are nothing but a pawn in this chess game called life. No one cares about you or your dreams. But that's not such a bad thing, strive to make your owners rich and you'll do better than most people. Dear boy, just stay in your lane and you'll be alright. 

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