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Different point of view.
They call ‘em - Summer - I call you “escape for desperation, surviving”.
They call ‘em trips, I call ‘em - attempts of expatriation trying to find a solution.
They call ‘em - mentors/mentorship - i call ‘em - ordinary people hungry to eat something on my current conditions having something to say about the truth regardless of how my life could go. Where‘s the result of mentorship? Where are the KPIs ? Is there anyone courageous enough to declare an improvement since April, 8 2024?! If yes, they’re all and totally wrong and fake. These people are only withdrawing - using plenty of masked ways - the wallet opened by someone on my own shoulders. The only aim is being it to 0 before I die to not letting the Gates Foundation (foundation I left my legal testament to) get admitted to succeed into it.
Where‘s the progression? Where’s the improvement ? People that enter in my life without getting my permission and above all without having any acquaintanceship. Never met or known before. Never spoken before. People able to control and decide from the dumbest to the most serious daily task I have to do for get paid or get recognized in a total idiocy entitled on me but never created by me. Just to close a debt left by some familiar opened in the past and never closed by him. That’s the way in which I’m living my surviving. Be used as a slave while I’m losing my life to close a family’s debts with certain people that I kindly call “ticks/bloodsuckers”.
I see only regression of my disease, my health, my well-being, my life and carrier.
Where’s the caring ? Where is cash, money that moves all this business behind me ?
I only see a schedule of my life to assign points to people I am not speaking with to escalate a ranking. Be manipulated to help others to get access to something. To get a benefit somewhere. To get admitted in something even unknown to me. To be part of something related to me but in which the hereby never has been in touch with. People who perhaps, a day, will be recognized for something I never asked for. Or better, I have been trapped into it for be obligated to be helped/supported. Be punished and left isolated, alone to be forced to seek friendships and family’s bonds. Have I ever searched ‘em? Do I need them ?! Who are these people?! My life never needed friends, people- but freedom and Justice to work as an ordinary person - to get a monthly salary and get back home living a modest and decent life - independent and autonomous to make a hell purchase in a grocery shop, pay autonomously bills and be competent to make what my mind love the most. Paying with my wallet and choosing for myself regardless of “obligated ways” already decided before I could think it. That’s the life I always thought, searched and aimed. Nothing else. Nothing of special. That’s me. That’s Giuseppe Buonconsiglio. Who people truly didn’t know in person but behind a virtual, dumb, fake, silly project that only a TV representative/influencer may have created on my own to make me become more popular/influencing without even knowing to be it. A simple, modest guy brought into a World that doesn’t belong to him just to justify a previous family’s investment to advertise my persona. Unbelievable. How money illusions a parent’s mind. They’re living a futuristic and fanatic reality that, right now, isn’t belonging to me. All fake. All invented. I would know who is the pioneer of this idiocy to criticize him/her publicly in front of all the international media. Just to depreciate him/her in direct/real time about who he/she is. What a shame.
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