The older i get, the more i realize that someone making time for you is one of the clearest signs they care. Everyone is busy. Everyone has responsibilities and their own battles to fight. So when someone consistently chooses to spend their time with you, checks on you, and makes space for you in their life, it means something. time is one thing we can never get back, and people don't give it away lightly.
No one is coming to save you. Life only changes when you get tired of your own excuses. Talent doesn’t separate winners from losers , discipline does. Your daily habits are quietly building the future you’ll be forced to live with. You already know what needs to be done.
Somos EL UNICO ser de la historia de este planeta que busca activamente la forma de matar de la forma más rápida e indolora posible a sus presas, anda cerrando un poco el ortito.
Unrealized gains tax for Gen-Z:
You buy a Pokémon card for $50.
Someone offers you $500 for it. You say no. You love that card. You're keeping it.
The government says: "Cool, but that card is worth $500 now. You owe us $100 in taxes."
You: "…I didn't sell it."
Government: "Don't care. Pay up."
You don't have $100 lying around. So you're forced to sell the card you love just to pay a tax on money you never received.
Next month? That card drops back to $50.
Your card is gone. Your money is gone. And the government shrugs.
That's a wealth tax on unrealized gains. They don't pay you back the tax...
Now picture this.
Your mom calls you crying. She has to sell the house she raised you in. Not because she can't afford it. She's lived there 30 years. It's paid off.
But some website says it's worth more now and the government says she owes $15,000 she doesn't have.
So she sells your childhood home. The kitchen where she made you breakfast. The doorframe where she marked your height every birthday.
Gone.
To pay a tax on money that was never real.
Now picture the opposite.
Your dad put everything into his small business. For 20 years he built it from nothing. One year the business is "valued" at $2 million on paper. He owes a massive tax bill. He empties his savings. Sells his truck. Borrows money. Pays it.
Next year the market crashes. His business is worth $200,000.
He lost everything to pay a tax on a number that doesn't exist anymore.
Does the government give him his money back?
No.
Does the government give him his truck back?
No.
Does the government care?
No.
They sold this idea as "taxing billionaires." But billionaires have armies of lawyers, offshore accounts, and trusts. They'll be fine.
You know who won't be fine? Your mom. Your dad. Your neighbor with a small business. The farmer down the road who's had the same land for four generations and now has to sell it because dirt got expensive.
You're not taxing wealth. You're taxing people for owning things.
It's like getting a parking ticket for a car you might drive somewhere someday.
They want you to own nothing and be happy. To fund the fraud, waste and abuse of the welfare state they created.
There is enough money. More tax isn't needed. It's all a lie. But you've been gaslit into believing this is a rich vs poor debate.
I hope you understand what's at stake.
> Non existent trigger discipline
> No safety check
> Not even aware if the gun is cocked in or not
> Moves the gun around like a fucking toddler
> LITERALLY OPEN FIRES BEHIND SOMEONE
Buffoon should be jailed or atleast be banned for life.
Los periodistas están más indignados porque iñaki armó una colecta y no porque se metieron dos chorros con armas a robar en medio de una autopista a la gente de bien. Es increíble.
Mi padre me dijo algo una vez
que no entendí hasta muchos años después.
Lo recuerdo porque fue incómodo.
Hablábamos de la vida.
Del trabajo.
Del tiempo.
Le pregunté si cambiaría algo
si pudiera volver atrás.
No respondió enseguida.
Dijo:
“La mayoría de la gente cree que lo peor es equivocarse”.
Negué con la cabeza.
Pensé que venía un consejo típico.
No fue así.
Dijo:
“Lo peor no son los errores.
Es todo lo que nunca haces porque te piensas que tienes tiempo”.
Se quedó en silencio.
Luego añadió algo que se me quedó grabado:
“El verdadero peso no lo tienen las malas decisiones.
Lo tienen las conversaciones que nunca tuviste”.
Las palabras que no dijiste.
Los abrazos que dejaste para luego.
Los riesgos que pospusiste hasta sentirte listo.
Me dijo que la vida no te avisa
cuando es la última vez.
La última comida juntos.
La última llamada.
La última oportunidad de decir lo importante.
“La gente no se arrepiente de haberlo intentado”, dijo.
“Se arrepiente de haber esperado demasiado”.
Ese día no respondí nada.
Hoy lo entiendo.
Cada vez que pospongo algo importante,
no estoy siendo prudente.
Estoy apostando a que el mañana existe.
Y nadie me lo ha garantizado.
Conclusión final:
No esperes a sentirte preparado.
No esperes al momento perfecto.
No esperes a que sea más fácil.
Porque la mayoría de los arrepentimientos
no vienen de lo que hiciste mal.
Vienen de todo lo que
nunca llegaste a hacer
You're lying in bed, headphones on, building entire scenarios in your head. Replaying conversations you wish had gone differently. Imagining a relationship that doesn't exist -but feels real. Psychologists call this maladaptive daydreaming. It's your mind escaping into vivid, imagined worlds that feel safer or more controllable than reality. This activates the brain's default mode network - linked to imagination and self reflection. It releases dopamine, the same chemical that rewards us when we succeed in real life. But here's the catch. Because the victories are imagined, the relief is temporary. The roots often trace back to childhood-loneliness, neglect, or pain. When reality felt unsafe, the brain built a world where you could finally be in control. It's not laziness. It's your nervous system regulating emotions through imagination. The real danger comes only when escaping feels easier than living.
Mohammed married a 6 year old.
Iraq just lowered the age of consent to 9.
The Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia is in the Epstein files.
The Qatari Royal Family is mentioned 297 times in the November release alone.
Muslim grooming gangs have raped, tortured, sodomised, assaulted, abused, and killed tens of thousands of little British girls.
Sharia law orders Muslim men to rape virgin women and girls before their execution to prevent them entering heaven.
Islam doesn’t recognise marital rape and punish women who try to escape abusive situation.
Pedophilia is woven into the fabric of Islamic teachings, and Sharia law continues to defend the abuse and oppression of women and girls to this day.
So no, Bushra.
Islam would not “hang every paedophile m—fcuker”.
Islam is part of the problem.