Merry Christmas, 2025

Another year crawls to the finish line, bruised, loud, and slightly unhinged. We survived pandemics aftershocks, wars on screens and in wallets, algorithms deciding our moods, and a global speedrun of collective burnout. If nothing else, we proved one thing, humanity is stubborn (and mostly turning brain-dead).

So yes, Merry Christmas and welcome, New Year. No glitter, no fake smiles. Just a blunt wish list.

I am fairly neutral in my views and I do not believe in karma, so here is something better, I wish for justice to show up in the coming years, consistently and without favoritism.
For minds that turned toxic, I wish a hard reset, a long bath for the brain, something that washes the poison out.
For those who fell sick, I wish real cures, not slogans or overpriced hope.
For those who hurt others, I wish them to taste the same medicine.
For everyone, I wish exactly what they deserve, whether it shines or burns.

I wish the so called “god fearing” crowd would finally meet the thing they fear, or lose it completely, so they stop dancing on strings pulled by promises.
I wish women did not feel forced to sell themselves online just to survive or be seen.
I wish men stepped up and became better partners, less ego, more spine.
I wish society remembered it is supposed to care about people, not only profit margins and shareholders.

I wish property prices would crash back to reality, the rich would lose some excess, and the poor would gain at least a voice, or a small coin saved for tomorrow.
I wish people were more open-minded.
I wish people actually tried to understand each other.
And yes, I even wish people were kinkier, but with consent, safety, and a working brain.

All in all, I wish for better tomorrows for everyone who actually deserves them.

I also wish people were less stupid, and I wish to lose some weight, because getting fat is both disgusting and unhealthy, facts are facts.

See you in the next one.
Peace ❤️