“In my opinion,” good advice is nothing,
except bad habits and malnourished dreams.
A syphon of learning,
experience,
and reason.
So, please.
Take my heart to your guillotine of hate
and chop off a chunk of grace from my life.
“Did he really mean that?”
“I knew it.”
Unless you want to hear the truth,
Which no one does.
Go on.
Push your bad habits
on to someone else.
Some may call it good advice.
I call it alienation of individuality.
Arcane knowledge of the mind with one’s consent.
To those seeking this knowledge:
You don’t want to hear this.
Create
your
own
personal
truth.
“Is that enough advice?”