pain of thought life was to work at a raising job to be contribute mystery I can't have a job like that, I eat to eat, the same pay, or little more, while others push, push at me

I needed a job, mystery

text says "bad poem" then next to it .. - //  "you are pow great emotional friend live me .. grey screen see you slowly develop to be a person .. ever accommodate modern dirty technology like that, be around, carry expression not artist needed they’re too fancy, just be a most-needed honest person of sky of this type"

as if have grey screen, very bad not the best idea cheap materials or live most mysterious person

at bottom beside meditation statue picture it says "sad good day of expression"

as if there is a way to have a job as a meditator, not lazy, but the hardest job of all, face our insides "close to us" "all life"

ever sell that you have worked there, can't sell it, are so embarrassed

to live