I constantly fantasize about being a multi-billionaire entrepreneur that fucks insane amounts of beautiful women and then brags about it in interviews.

I imagine that I use my insane wealth to commission auteurs to create zeitgeist defining art and film projects and fund huge research projects into esoteric areas such as psychedelics and conspiracy theories. I also envision myself as the far-right equivalent of George Soros and flagrantly antagonise SJWs everywhere with my hardline, outspoken diatribes.

I sail around the mediterranean on a super yacht, surrounded by dozens of stunning Instathots and huge breasted Scoreland models. I literally give millions of dollars to random people and seek to antagonise those who are jealous of my wealth and politics by handing over huge sums to already wealthy sociopaths. I do this to make a statement about how little I actually care about money. I spend 10s of millions on Picasso's, Dali's, Warhol's, Basquiat's and then publicly burn them or destroy them in some other novel manner.

I am the all-time most viewed guest on the Joe Rogan Podcast and we sat for 4 hours discussing my life less ordinary. I'm Joe's perfect guest - a filthy rich, kickboxing expert, anthropologically obsessed psychonaut. I inform Joe that recently, through the 'friend of a friend' I took a 2 hour intravenous DMT trip and discovered the meaning of life.

I bought 4chan from Hiro, immediately trolled the whole userbase by removing every board and the homepage contained nothing more than piccolodick.gif. I then re-opened the site, removed Captcha and began forcing memes like crazy from my 100 million dollar mansion.

The reality? I'm the biggest loser you could ever meet in all your days. No job, no girlfriend, no independence. Absolutely nothing to live for whatsoever. Just /pol/ and my porn addiction.

Thanks for ignoring this thread.