In the end, we'll succeed in transforming vices into celebrated virtues. There'll be so much money to burn, but so little to alleviate need. In the abundance of things to wear, we'll prefer nakedness, and it will be so appealing because the breast is apparently mightier than the chest.
Puppy love won't be so puppy anymore. So some kid that's supposed to be sitting on his mama's couch playing video games and munching snack food with his girl, will instead be on the beach dicking some bitch. And it will be received with pleasure. "Nosy-arse old-schools" will be asked to loosen up. In fact you wouldn't make sense if you appear to be in perfect mental working order.
Times will be such that the crankier and weirder you're with your ways, the lovelier and more respected you'll be. Decent and intelligent civilisation will not have the nerve to talk lest they be said to be "judgemental" or "holier-than-thou". I hope God will be is with us.
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