The Third Decade

Three full decades on this Earth, and I feel compelled to speak about it:

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful. I am beyond blessed to be writing this. Healthy, with a roof over my head, food in my kitchen, and surrounded by loved ones.

The world is in shambles: Geopolitical mayhem, inflation, housing prices at an all-time high, genocide, high taxes, the elite abusing and EATING children. Yet, we are forced to carry-on. Providing for ourselves and our families amidst the chaos.

Wake up for work. Sit in traffic. Sit in meetings. Answer emails from idiots making over 1 million USD a year who can’t even use proper grammar or spelling. Buy lunch. Get off work. Sit in traffic. Probably buy dinner too. Then doom-scroll your night away until your eyes can barely stay open.

Information overload from screens of all sizes, showing you the value of your labor. American cities with unclean drinking water, horrible roads, crime, homeless people and veterans, protests, expensive groceries, dishonest media. The taxes you fork up each paycheck are nowhere to be seen.

The true delight of life is beginning to fade away.
Try holding eye contact with someone longer than 3 seconds…

What it means to be Human is becoming more and more distant from the average person. Lost to the deception of the screen.

I was born in 1995. That organic, easily-human reality is gone.

People are now losing their jobs to AI and H1-B immigrants. Finding their life partners online. Becoming millionaires from OnlyFans and social media content. Forging GENERATIONAL wealth off meme-coins with names like “Fart Coin” and “Boner Coin.” Walking down the street glued to their phone screens with AirPods in their ears.

Despite all this, we are arguably living in the best time to be human. A time in which all of the information in the world can be accessed from the palm of your hand. Where the mainstream news says one thing, but you check X or TikTok and see the complete opposite unfolding.

You can choose to be deceived, or choose to be free.
Be fed or feed yourself. Freedom does not mean you are selectively ignoring all of the BS. Freedom means you acknowledge all that surrounds you, but are able to continue on in the best of your ability.

Many on this Earth unfortunately do not have that liberty. Whether it be bombs reigning down on them constantly, famine, or a tyrannical government. We here in the USA are truly blessed, but people are waking up from the coma we know as “The American Dream.”

We have those on the frontlines, using their voices and bodies in public spaces to display their discomfort.

We have those on the sidelines, muted by their work or family, contributing to these efforts fiscally or online via anonymous social profiles.

We have those in the Blackbox, people unseen and unheard. Working to dissolve the very fabric of this tightly woven matrix that keeps us all docile.

And of course, we still have those who are asleep.

Digesting the same slop that has been being fed to the American public since 2001.

“Islam is evil.”
“Arabs are a backwards people.”
“Muslims are terrorists.”
“The conflict is thousands of years old”
“They have weapons of mass destruction”

If the 1% of Muslims in America, or over 1 BILLION Muslims globally followed such an evil religion, don’t you think we would have had a lot more 9/11's? A lot more terrorist attacks? I still experience awkwardness in the workplace and some social settings when asked where my family is from.

We are forced to be invested in foreign affairs that do NOT concern us. Providing military aide and free healthcare to countries smaller than New Jersey, while the localities around us deteriorate.

This willingness of the American people to be this misinformed truly devours my soul. How can the #1 country in the world be THIS stupid?

I am exhausted from dealing with the constant negligence of intellect.

Even in dating.
Raised to be a Prince Charming in this fucking HELL HOLE wtffffffff??????

Women with absolutely no soul (or father figure). Starving, not just for lust, but for free meals provided by the beta buffoon. No sense of femininity outside of getting dolled-up and injected with foreskin lip-fillers. Lacking the moral-compass of a true Lady.

Dry, no substance. Speaks one language. Has no idea what Palestine is or what Muslims believe in. No relationship with her parents or family. More than 2 or 3 exes. Scantily clad in every IG post.

I too have been at fault, though. Falling into the trap of administering low-level comms with women on the other side of the screen. Choosing to play ‘The Game.’

The One That Got Away: We all have that story.
When I was still pure and innocent I would ask those around me who have played the game, HOW, to play the game. Which in turn ended up hurting me more.

I let the woman of my DREAMS down.
I was young, ill-experienced, careless, and let the advice from my friends get the best of me. Despite the amazing dates and time we had, one INSANELY rude and vulgar question I asked her ruined it all for me. Had I stuck to my own thoughts and ambitions, I truly believe we would have been married or engaged by now.

From that point (circa 2015) up until my motorcycle accident in 2021, I was heavily invested in ‘The Game.’ Now, especially after these last 6 months, I am leaving it to The Divine and will be working on myself.

The ROI in dating for the Gentleman Archetype is obsolete.
At least here in Southern California.

Same with finding a suitable employer.
Private companies host Low IQ founders who choose profits over happy employees. Public companies house extremely smart people forced to corroborate cringe company policy like putting pronouns in their email signatures.

13 years of work experience: I served in the Vape, Telecom, Defense, and Automotive industries. Literally went from selling AT&T products in a kiosk at the mall, to being the CMO of an auto group with 6 franchise dealerships. I’ve learned one thing:

If you are not studying to be in the medical field, a lawyer, or engineer…START YOUR OWN BUSINESS.

These people and corporations do not care about you, and never will. For instance:

I lost my father last year (may Allah have mercy on his soul), and they asked me to come back to work the very next day…
Q4 they laid off 10+ employees, cut my pay 33% due to “the company not doing well,” and gave me a new job description with 40% more work. All while they hired a CFO, and the owner walks into each store dripped head-to-toe in Louis Vuitton.

There is no more common decency in the world.
You can be on your deathbed, and a debt-collector will still have the audacity to pester you in your final moments. Your employer will replace you. Your girlfriend will tell you she’s not satisfied in the relationship because you’re spending more time with your mom and sister after the loss of your father. Your government will bleed you dry and break international law with your tax dollars.

Through all this darkness, there is light.
I pray this third decade of my life brings closure to all who are lost, provides clarity to those who still cannot see, heals all the sick, stops all endless suffering, and ushers us into a new age of true prosperity and healing.

Humanity is lost, on all sides.
No one seems to be right except the individual. Collective consciousness is improving, but still in the zone of ill-action and manners.

Whether it be WWIII, a mass awakening, or another global catastrophe…I pray we evolve into the organisms we were created to be.
Filled with light and love in abundance. Living with the Earth, and not on it. These three decades have shown me that the forementioned reality is possible.

Unlike most, I have always been an optimist. Rather than let these evils feats get the best of me, I am working hard at continuing to be the best version of myself. Shining through each moment hoping the radiance is contagious.

You lose when you give up.
And trust me…these 31 years have proven not only to myself, but to the world, that I will never give up.

Things will happen to you, good and bad.
Do NOT let the bad things ruin your perception of life. Allah is the Best Planner. If one door closes, He will open another for you.

Choose to always see The Light.

May Allah bless your eyes for reading this far.
I pray you see multiple figures in your bank account, yourself and your family in the best of health, and all your wildest dreams come true.

Much Love,

Tareq AbuZaineh
aka Palestino Papi