Stay Wild, America — A Buck Thunder Manifesto

Listen up, legends.
Somewhere between your first skinned knee and your first W-2, they started chipping away at you.
Not with hammers and chisels — no, life’s sharper than that.
They chipped you down with “be realistic.”
With “maybe later.”
With “that’s not how the world works.”

You were born loud.
You were born messy.
You were born with a head full of impossible dreams and a heart that believed every one of them was worth chasing.

Then came the meetings.
The bills.
The gray carpets and the polite nods and the quiet little compromises you made to “fit in.”

And before you knew it, you stopped roaring.
You started purring.
Safe. Predictable.
Tame.

But here’s the thing, America — lions don’t stay tame for long.

The wild in you isn’t gone — it’s pacing.
It’s restless.
It’s waiting for you to tear the tie off, kick open the door, and remember what it felt like to run so hard your lungs burned and your soul lit up like the Fourth of July.

Stay Wild isn’t just a shirt.
It’s a middle finger to the slow erosion of your spark.
It’s a reminder that your nature — your real nature — isn’t something to be filed down until it’s acceptable at dinner parties.

Your wild is sacred. Guard it. Feed it. Let it breathe.

Stay wild when they tell you to “be realistic.”
Stay wild when the world wants you to trade your roar for a polite cough.
Stay wild for the kid version of you who didn’t know what “too much” meant — and wouldn’t have cared if they did.

And when the day comes — and it will — when you’re standing in a moment that calls for it…
Remember:

You weren’t made to blend in.
You were made to Stay Wild, America. 🦁🔥🦅

Stay bold, stay absurd
- Buck Thunder 🇺🇸

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