Big P 🤠🪩🤠

Everything life throws at you is a lesson. Even the shit that nearly breaks you. Someone betrays you? Learn. You love someone and lose them? Learn. You take a risk and fail? Good. You've just found out something you didn't know. And when you win, don't get so drunk on success that you forget what it taught you. I know it's hard to be grateful when life is kicking your arse. But bitterness keeps you trapped in the same experience, while gratitude changes how you see it. And watch how the universe starts responding when you stop complaining about every setback and start appreciating what it's teaching you. Some lessons cost you money. Others cost you people. The expensive ones cost you years. Make sure you get your money's worth. Gratitude is the attitude, baby 🫶

One thing nobody fucking tells you when you arrive on planet Earth is that you've got to look after your mental. Seriously, this place is an absolute madhouse. You've got to watch what you're thinking, what you're dwelling on and what sort of bollocks you're allowing to squat in your skull. People genuinely believe every thought they have is their own. Meanwhile, we've invented technology that would've had the entire population burnt at the stake 400 years ago. Radio waves, frequencies, algorithms that know you're having a mental breakdown before you've even realised you're in a shit mood. And we're supposed to believe none of this stuff influences our thinking? Fucking hell. Your mind is everything in this dimension. Consciousness affects how you experience reality. Spend enough time entertaining miserable thoughts and you'll end up walking around with your own personal thundercloud, wondering why everyone you meet seems to be another miserable bastard. And the people running this circus? Fear is practically a business model. Keep everyone anxious, angry, distracted and arguing over absolute bollocks. Whether someone's pulling the strings or simply cashing in on the madness, you're still the poor sod paying for it with your peace of mind. So here's my advice. Become fucking delusional. No, seriously. DELUSIONAL. Start thinking about what you actually want to happen. Talk about it. Picture it. Become so absurdly convinced it's possible that people start looking at you like you've escaped from a psychiatric ward wearing the doctor's uniform. I've seen what happens when you stop obsessing over everything that could go wrong and start putting that same energy into what you want. Your whole outlook changes. You start acting differently, noticing things you previously ignored, and making moves you would've talked yourself out of. What you constantly focus on grows in your mind. So why the fuck are people spending their entire existence watering the weeds and then complaining there's no flowers? And remember, you're supposed to be here. Somehow, out of every possible character that could've been spawned into this bizarre fucking simulation, you ended up conscious, surrounded by eight billion confused lunatics arguing over who understands the game while nobody can even find the bloody instruction manual. That's fucking hilarious when you think about it. Get back on the horse. Choose thoughts that actually do you some good. Make somebody laugh, lift someone's spirits, and stop letting miserable people drag you into their own personal sewage system. Become delusional. Feel good. Help other people feel good. You're already participating in a reality nobody can fully explain, surrounded by people who think they've got it all figured out. Might as well start playing the fucking game your way.