Steven: My life has always been centered around money.
After so much stress from the past few days losing merch,
seeing my bank account numbers dwindle, I realized that money is really my biggest stress.
It was an easy decision to cut that stress from my life.
If only Cib and James could do the same.
But, they were too busy working on their new rap careers to try to benefit themselves monetarily.
It's a shame, watching greed transform my friends.
All this meaningless materialism for a measly couple hundred bucks.
How sad, I think it might just be my mission in life to change them.
-moan-
Say hello, to the new earth-tone wearing, middle toe sandal wearing, me.
And for once, I'm happy.
I appreciated the sentiment, but the marking of one's skin has been known to cause cancer.
I would not have advised it, plus it looked shitty.
-Steve does a breathing excercise-
Yeah, that's just actually a little breathing exercise I learned in the heart of Yucatan from a man named Simba.
I've learned a lot of things in the past 24 hours.
And I've also learned that money is really the root of all evil.
I was excited to explain my perspective to my friends
I don't care about waking up in a new Moo Bugatti anymore.
All I care about, is Mother Earth, and the impact I leave, and the impact I leave on it.
I've purchased a tesla.
I wasn't going to let anger get the best of me, not even when Cib took my glasses and wouldn't give them back.
I'm no liar, and I would be lying if I said that there wasn't some small part of me from the past
that was resurfacing, very briefly, but I let that fire die with a simple meditative trick I learned in Bangkok, Florida.
-???-
It's called, Calacio.
It's where you invert your spine, and push your breast plates outward, releasing evil and taking in all that's good in the world.
James' fingers tasted like he scratched deep into his asshole.
But I didn't mind, because what comes out, must go in.
Simple Equilibrium.
I knew that everybody would be happy with my decision to give our profit away.
There's a lot I don't understand about this image, but there's a lot I don't understand about the world, and that's really just the beauty in it.
I know in my heart of hearts, that I can always trust my friends, and never in a million years would they wrong me.
It actually, it just set in, uh, for me that Cib doesn't know how to spell his own name.
Unless there's actually a charity that's acronym is CIJ.
I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.
Oh honey, it's okay.
When my friends brought to me, "Children in Jail" the Charity, I was floored.
Absolutely floored.
I didn't think that my hope could skyrocket to such levels, but here we are, we're giving back.
Because there are others that need it more than we do, and I couldn't be more proud and so happy.
Until this....
-Steve interally dying-
AHHHHHH
Oh no, dude!