my teenage nephew's room looks like a pigsty I told him I could take him under the overpass and show him the inside of some tents swept and kept as neat as a pin at the same time I hope he would see how fortunate he is to have a roof over his head a room and bed breakfast lunch dinner dessert snacks light & power toiletries running water family support sober minded hard working parents providing structure and a loving home environment so he can have something to fall back on children don't listen every lecture of correction is liken to a pot sitting on a back burner youth of today are visual learners you have to turn a situation into a DVR simulation every things a mind game using electronics is the only thing they care to comprehend outside of that is a world of algorithms struggling to break free of the cover up that can no longer mask a corrupt fairy tale gone awry through the eyes of a child of no responsibility out side of "keep your room clean"
The Immortal Wize
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