You're not your job.
You're not how much money you have in the bank.
You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet.
You're not your f___ing khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing c___ of the world.

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy s___ we don't need.

We're the middle children of history.... no purpose or place.
We have no Great War, no Great Depression.
Our great war is a spiritual war.
Our great depression is our lives

You're not your job.
You're not how much money you have in the bank.
You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet.
You're not your f___ing khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing c___ of the world.

do not f___ with us

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