Why is it that whenever I violate the Swedish laws, I face punishment, but whenever I violate the universal laws of physics, I am rewarded via a Swedish prize? Time is confusing. Laws are confusing. In December 1900, German theoretical physicist Max Planck discovered the quantum (an energy packet that is one of the most important parts in quantum physics), solving the blackbody radiation problem, which allowed for the bridge between Newtonian and Einsteinian physics to be created. Seventeen years later, in 1918, he was promptly rewarded with the Nobel Prize in Physics. Compare this to 2003, when a pyschologically unstable person in an old town of Stockholm kills one person and injures eighteen people: a second death later occurred in a hospital. He was locked away in a mental facility.

Time, Dr. Freeman?

Is it really that time again? It seems as if you only just arrived. You've done a great deal in a small timespan. You've done so well in fact that I've received some interesting offers for your services. Ordinarily, I wouldn't contemplate them but... these are extraordinary times, hmm? Rather than offer you the illusion of free choice, I will take the liberty of choosing for you. If, and when your time comes round again. I do apologize for what must seem to you an arbitrary imposition, Dr. Freeman. I trust it will all make sense to you in the course of- Well... I'm really not at liberty to say. In the meantime, this is where I get off.

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)

A poem dedicated to TCK,

Imgflip is a place to laugh and kid
But then there is Creative Kid
He has no life and has no friends
And the amount of rules that he offends

His ass joined Imgflip early 2021
And he is hated by everyone
I wish he would delete his account
And everyone who agrees, let's get a headcount (comment TCK is a disease)

You think I was finished well think again
I'm not done yet he has no brain
He's a f**king dick, a reddit mod
And the only bitches he catches are f**king cod

He has a kink for lolicons
He has a forehead bigger than Jimmy Neutron's
There ain't no pros about him he's all cons
And as you'd say in Scotland he's a f**king nonce

I have so much words to say about him
He tried to get nudes from Tiny Tim
Your the reason God created the middle finger
You think your cool? Think again you stupid ni-

Out of 100,000 sperm you were the fastest!?
When your mum caught a glimpse of you she was distressed
Threw you in the trash and disowned you
And thats how you ended up here too

Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the condom factory
And you just as useful as a vibrator with no batteries
If you were on fire and someone phoned the fire station
I'd say its a false alarm without hesitation

I'm coming to the end of this poem
And everything I said is true don't we know it
So all that I have left to say
TCK f**k you, kys and go away

I have a dream. That one day every person in this nation will control their own destiny. A nation of the truly free, dammit. A nation of action, not words, ruled by strength, not committee! Where the law changes to suit the individual, not the other way around. Where power and justice are back where they belong: in the hands of the people! Where every man is free to think - to act - for himself! F**k all these limp-dick lawyers and chickenshit bureaucrats. F**k this 24-hour Internet spew of trivia and celebrity bullshit! F**k American pride! F**k the media! F**K ALL OF IT! America is diseased. Rotten to the core. There's no saving it - we need to pull it out by the roots. Wipe the slate clean. BURN IT DOWN! And from the ashes, a new America will be born. Evolved, but untamed! The weak will be purged and the strongest will thrive - free to live as they see fit, they'll make America great again!... In my new America, people will die and kill for what they BELIEVE! Not for money. not for oil! Not for what they're told is right. Every man will be free to fight his own wars!