Q1
Outside 7/11 where I sit, I see at least 35 cars beating the red light.
That’s an estimated 70 Million Php worth of cars swooshing past me.
Why can they afford these cars and I can’t. Why do I not have access to 70 Million and other people have?
I gaze upward to look at the tall Katipunan buildings and think, “That building over there couldn’t possibly be made using less than at least 100 mil”. All these buildings combined and it would be a total net worth of at least a hundred billion dollars.
Why do I not have access to that money? Someone has that money at their disposal. Why not me?
Are these people better than me? Have they worked harder than me?
18 year old kids driving cars. 28 year old young married couples posting a different destination with their kids every week.
Why have they been able to unlock a life that a guy like me who’s working hard and working honestly 24/7 (tired day in and day out) cannot live?
A1
The first mistake I made was to believe the psyop that honesty and hardwork are prerequisites to money. They are not.
It’s simply inertia.
I can’t afford a car because I was born broke. My family also comes from a line of broke people. At least 12,000 generations of Casano’s roamed this earth fighting sabre-tooth tigers and evading ebola and none of them made it rich. I don’t see a “Casano” in street signs, I don’t see it as a name of an event, I don’t see it as a sponsor to an award. The Casano name is poor and non-existent. It is an embarrassment to be born in this bloodline.
I’m betting on inertia. Hence, I start to dedicate my life to an accumulation of wealth and nothing more. Everything is a distration; Money the only truth.
Q2
Why can’t I make it rich?
A2
The second mistake I made was believing in the psyop that teaching is a noble profession. It is not. It’s slavery wrapped in virtue signalling. I was under the assumption that if I do my teaching job well and do research on top of it, it will eventually make me a millionaire and I’ll get the extra achievement of having been of help to people and actually advance the knowledge base of the world.
Unfortunately this bet was incorrect, both teaching and research have no value and the only proof I need is that no one gets rich from it, and only those who were already rich going into the profession are the ones that stay rich in its pursuit. If no one is convinced to give you money enough to start a family even if you work at it 24/7 for 10 human years, even during weekends and even during holidays and even during when your mom is already dying in the hospital, then the truth is whatever you’re working on has no value. Everyone is making up the value of teaching so new generation of people can be convinced to babysit their children.
I’m trying to learn money-making and building stuff to sell. Quickly I’m realizing that starting from a point of no money, status or power is very difficult. Most of selling is politics, and doing political work is both tiring and disgusting but is super necessary.
Q3
Why weren’t you able to save your mom?
A3
I wasn’t able to save my mother because I had no money.
The third mistake I made was outsourcing the accountability of taking care of Mama to my father and elder brothers. Being the youngest I thought there would be responsible adults to take the frontlines for these types of disasters. I was only able to afford care that would ‘keep her alive’ (house, househelp, daily supplies) but not care that would ‘heal her’ (therapy, medicine, 24/7 caretakers). I have failed because I have trusted that the world had responsible adults. There are none.
During Mama’s funeral most visitors were saying, “Oh, your mom and me were bestfriends”. Bruh, stop the cap. You were nowhere when we were struggling. Delusional bitch trying to score Scooby-snacks from heaven, thinking that intention is enough to qualify her as a good person.
I have not trusted anyone since January 2023, I will not trust anyone ever again. Money, power and status. The ability to kill at will. The ability to heal at will. It will all be mine.
The first generation of Casano’s start with me.
Casano rising.
Q4
You sound angry… why are you angry?
A4
Yes I am. But it’s controlled anger. Controlled anger is good. Like any other emotion, anger is a signal that something is wrong and you have to do something about it. The universe is in a state of constant war for resources and anger is a powerful tool that can be used to participate in that war. I grow suspicious of people who are not angry, like, has life happened to you yet bro? Or are you still a baby?
Innocence, they say, looks so good on children, but looks disgusting on adults.
Old infants. Yuck.
Q5
Are you worried you will be evil?
A5
Here’s something I discovered. Being evil is easy and your conscience will not at all bother you if you became evil AFTER you were geniunely a good person and life fucked you up. I gave and gave, and became a “man and woman for others”, and cura personalis and all that shit and look at where I am. If you wish to walk the path of true evil, the only way is to walk the iron path of good and objectively see yourself fail in all human realms.
They say that you don’t really ‘think’ of a great idea. The great idea comes to you and you will not be able to ignore it.
Being decimated by life while being truly good allows you to see the great idea of evil. At that point there’s no ignoring it. There is no turning back.
Q6
How about love, you still believe in love?
A6
The girls I have truly loved in my past who said they loved me are now sucking another human male’s dick.
So I don’t think that’s love.
I on the other hand am trying to work on building a clan. Not a family, a clan.
3 wives. All with children, with enough resources to pay for all of the children’s college and enough money to support even if everybody in the clan ends up with a terminal illness.
Casano rising.
Q7
3 wives bruh?
A7
Yes 3 wives.
I have a friend who’s mother was more sick than my mom was but they were able to extend her life by a freaking 7 years from cancer because they have the money to fight for it. They never begged for money even once.
You know where it came from?
From the 13 kids (from 3 wives) who are in different parts of the world making cash and funneling it into the cancer treatment of their mom/half-mom (who is 1 of 3 wives).
Clan vs Family.
Enough resources to tell death, “Fuck you, come back in 7 years coz we ain’t giving you our mom yet”.
To create a team that could grab space-time by the balls and bend reality to their will.
Casano Clan version zero.
Casano rising.
Q8
“Bakit parang di ka happy?”
A8
Jen said on a Tuesday night when everything during the day went great.
Done my due diligence in my 9-5. Finished deliverables for the company.
Made in a day what I would normally make in 6 months.
Just ended a meeting with a client who seems pleased with what I’m putting out.
I answered.
“Because it’s not over yet. I need more.
To bend space-time I need more.
More money in. More power. 22 pushups x 365 days.
All the strongest passports with my name on it.
The ability to kill at will. The ability to heal at will.
The ability to be beyond right or wrong.
Brothers in every country who can destroy me as much as I can destroy them. Mutually assured destruction.
The ability to wrap my shoulders around death and say, ‘we need to move your visit to a later date'”
Upward Spiral.
Casano rising.
Q9
Do you truly believe you weren’t valuable?
A9
Yes. I wasn’t valuable.
Q10
“Laro tayo Stardew Valley and order tayo kopi?”
A10
“Sige :)”