This guy is Texas river .JOE now living as an expat in flipville enjoying LBFBs who appreciate 5" erect dicks. Not a bad life for an otherwise life-loser failure who could not tame a western white woman;
Controversial Writing
My second book is called
The King’s Chronicles: how to escape the wrath of American women and live like a king. It’s my philosophy on how to deal with the vixens in the U.S. and their evil ways. How in the hell did I come up with the genius contained within the text? Well first of all, I wrote the book while drunk on rum. For some reason, rum inspires my creative side. Also, I’ve got three divorces to my credit and more ex-girlfriends than I can count. I learned all of my lessons about American women the hard way.
A few friends and I decided to publish some of our experiences so that the younger generation of American men can learn from our mistakes. I wrote the book for my fellow man but women can benefit from the philosophy as well. No, I don’t have all the answers but the book will invoke thought.
2021 – My Current State of Mind (still)
In 2010, I made the decision to give away all of my material possessions. Why? Because the stuff no longer mattered to me. I viewed the things I owned as anchors which were keeping me tied down. You can’t travel and survive on the cheap if you have to fork over money every month to pay rent on a damn storage locker. Nope, just get rid of the junk. The easiest method for me was to give it away because I’m not a salesman.
A friend once told me that his buddy had a complex philosophy on owning property. It went something like this:
Pure genius.
It was time for me to thin the herd. By the latter part of 2012, I had succeeded with
Project Giveaway. Now, the only property I have in tow is a laptop, some camera gear, and a few clothes. This allows me the freedom to embark on any adventure at a moment’s notice. I feel absolutely free for some strange reason. I no longer have the desire, nor the urge to obtain or possess material things. I don’t even own a watch. I take that back—I do have one watch but it hasn’t worked in years. I set the time for 5:00 o’clock and it never changes. When I wear it, I always feel like it’s time for a beer.
My new standard of success has been simplified to having food to eat and beer to drink. It is my intent to live out the rest of my days on this earth as a minimalist.
