I have been feeling increasingly restless lately, because I will soon have to start "answering" to the "authorities" for my inability to pay taxes.
I make around 380 euro per month max. I spend 250 of those for housing, and with the rest I have to make ends meet. It's not easy, and if it weren't for my relatives' help, I'd probably be out on the street.
The trouble is that I have to pay 25 % of my income to the "authorities", so that politicians could have their extravagant trips around the world, to conferences where they buy tanks and toxic vaccines for the taxpaying populus.
My apparent peril made me stop for a moment. I tried to remember, where exactly in my past I consciously agreed to support the extravagant escapades of our politicians, of which I get to read in the newspapers, and hear on TV, every single day of my life.
I couldn't remember, when in life I agreed to be quarter of a slave for the state. Could it be that… I was born into quarter slavery? I was born into slavery?
I was born into slavery. Quarter slavery is just as much slavery as whole slavery. Workers in
We live in a world that operates on a money system, which is crashing. The concept of interest is mathematically leading this species to self-destruction in real life. The rich are getting richer, because they receive interest on the money that they already have, while the poor need to take loans and pay them back in due time with interest. Logic dictates that the poor will eventually rebel with physical force, because from the perspective of the system they might as well starve, if they cannot pay their debts. Yeah, that's the reality of the system of today. But the system is made out of people. Us.
Does that mean that the average human being is essentially evil? Yes, in this monetary system that is so. We are out to get each other, while lying to ourselves and to each other through our teeth for money and fame/love, two completely illusionary things.
THAT is the illusion of reality that all sci-fi emo new-agers are looking for. "This reality is an illusion…" Yes, exactly, the reality in our heads is a collective illusion. In the natural, real reality, money is merely colourful paper and plastic. Yet there are wars being fought for it, and people are dying in its name. Do we really live in a world like that? A world of mass hypnosis? Separated into our own little bubbles, trying to achieve some sort of immortality through forming a family, because we so fear death, a completely natural part of life, and therefore turn a blind eye to abuse, if only it is not done to us and our loved ones? Yes. Half of the worlds population is living under the poverty line, a billion of which are starving, yet we are busy figuring out where our next fun will come from. We do everything to not have to face the harsh reality that we are slaves, but pretty soon we'll have no choice. We'll be running out of funding for fun any time now, and the state will still want 25% from me because I work part time, and 50% from people who work full time. Where exactly does this insanity stop?
Who is responsible? I am. Why? Because I did not question this point earlier. I grew up into a tacit, unwilled agreement with something that I knew of only through hearsay and rumour, and ended up being involved in it, without ever even really knowing what it is and how it works, because I was too preoccupied having fun, to make up for the misery that I was going through when I was not having fun. How insanely intricate, yet completely logical. And it stops here.
I am taking responsibility for myself and I will question the "authorities" on their agendas with my money. I do not agree with paying for tanks and vaccines and extravaganzas, while half the working people in the country are being laid off because of greed. It's called "outsorcing" in economic terms, but the street term is "stealing". Till here, no further.
I am responsible for informing the "authorities" that I never agreed on being their benefactor. If I had agreed, I would have done it under terms that would allow me to decide which part of the public domain I wish to support. If I have no choice or say in this, then I am truly considered to be a slave. Shouldn't I have some say in this? I should, since I am a human being who was born on this planet with an equal right to the resources as much as the next person.
But that is only true in the real reality. In the human illusion, however, we are bound by fear and therefore never question "authority" that has been thrust upon us when we were little and unable to question it, because if and when we did, we got a smack, along with a fresh infusion of fear. It all started with: "Be good, or the police will take you to prison." That worked its way into the subconscious, and voila, we have an obedient little system slave that almost never questions "authority". We have been duped too easily. We dupe our children into slavery. We are not free, we cheat ourselves out of freedom, we give it up, and we are afraid to realise it, because we feel small and there's apparently no one who feels the same way.
Yet we all feel the same way, and some of us are still trapped in fear. But we will overcome it through self-forgiveness sooner or later, and then we will all democratically agree to implement a system that supports all life instead of abusing it, because everything necessary for that to be done is already here.
Investigate and support the Equal Money System. Face your Desteni.
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