what do i deserve?

for as much as society deems it necessary to believe in being humble, i believe this to be personally untrue. it is (and has always been) of my best interest to feel rewarded and gratified by my successes. the stigma to accept that success grows on the strength of osteoporosis, arthritis, poverty, and/or possible retirement is foolish to me. i deserve to live and experience effortless accomplishment for the entire duration of my life. to follow the habit of desperately seeking to encounter an imaginary, fantasy-like love for the mere fact of social acceptance is below me. love, for me, reveals itself in every aspect of my life. i deserve the love i am so courteous to give to others. knowing (sub)consciously the infinite amount of toxicity and disease that we are constantly suffering in, and making the agreement to abide is complete insanity. my mind, body, soul, and spirit deserves fresh air, herbs, fruits, vegetables, healing, and clarity. having the drive and motivation in doing that one thing you’ve always wanted to do, but being told “no” and proceeding to give up is ridiculous when there are plenty of people waiting to tell you “yes.” no matter which doors i enter or any situation i come up against, i deserve to be offered exactly what i’ve come to demand. to be conditioned in believing that happiness is monetary and choosing to keep the hamster wheel spinning with not a lick of joy to result for doing so, does not make me any sense. happiness begins the moment i awaken from the journey through the cosmos in my dreams, and is repetitive each day that i breathe. i deserve the happiness that lives within me with or without any outside contribution. i deserve whatever it is that i desire because i do not agree to what anyone else warrants for me.