“To the bullies, liars, fakes, and thieves — your luck’s running out. The masks are slipping, and the truth has an unrelenting way of catching up. You can only hide behind charm, noise, or smoke for so long before your own reflection starts calling you out.”
Because cycles always balance. The energy you throw out — good or bad — always finds its way home.
Your world has run on bluff and performance long enough. And eventually, everyone meets themselves again: in their gossip, in their greed, in their guilt.
Some won’t like what they see in the mirror, but that’s the moment growth begins — if they’re brave enough to face it.
This year, I’m done entertaining the fraudsters. Done smiling through the lies. Done excusing bad behaviour disguised as “in your best interest.” Real life asks for honesty — not a performance.
So, to the bullies, liars, fakes, and thieves — your reckoning isn’t a punishment, it’s an invitation. To own your mess. To grow up. To start again — for real this time.
Clean your backyard, if you know what I mean.
Stay Safe and Play Nice,
Andy Baker
Bald Art Co.
