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The slavery of humankind is multifaceted.

Those of us who are wise to the ways of the Old Ones understand that enslavement isn't simply a physical condition. Some thinkers suggest that the most dour form of slavery is one of psychological, spiritual, and economic bondage, rather than physical bondage.

Author Charles Bukowski wrote that slavery was never abolished; it was only expanded to include all colors.

I love that quote. Years ago I spray-painted it on the side of a construction site. I think how he may have been giving us a clue, because in today's day and age, the debt slave is the most common slave of them all. Enslavement through economics is the black magic of modernity.

From an early age I could sense this condition of economic servitude in my personal life. All I had to do was look around at most adults. They were hardly ever home, and only seemed to really live to enjoy the weekends, weekends that were spent recovering from the previous week of work. Something is wrong with this, I thought to myself. Why do they do this?

I got my first job at 15 and it was a fucking joke. The pay, the staff, and the duties reflected it. I was a grocery clerk. To make a long story short, I worked these kinds of jobs for many years to come, frequently thinking to myself, I can't keep doing this. I couldn't bear to remain a witless serf for much longer. My conscience nor my intuition would allow it.

Operation Coronavirus lit the fire under my ass that would give me the shove I needed to finally pursue my own thingything. I spent the next three years kindling my confidence to try my hand at entrepreneurship.

Truthfully, working for myself was an idea I let incubate for over a decade. If I really wanted to level up my own liberation, I better start putting myself out there. If I don't make a noble effort, I will go nowhere. I will never get out of this cycle of bullshit jobs, wage slavery, and the inevitable descent into a life of indentured servitude and tax masochism (a life that, with near certainty, awaits all resigned, disempowered souls). I must begin to offer my abilities and affirm my own worth in the world.

Economic freedom on this plane of existence carries with it a colossal kind of power. As a fledgling entrepreneur I am only beginning to feel it. That I was not taught about such tremendous power in my youth is nothing short of astonishing.

But if you're reading this then you know why we are not taught the fundamentals of value, trade, or economics (with a little 'e' as opposed to Economics). The system wants us to remain, as George Carlin so curtly put it, obedient workers. “Just smart enough to run the machines and do the paperwork, but just dumb enough to passively accept all these increasingly shittier jobs, longer hours, lower pay...”.

Like I said, I took a cue when Operation Coronavirus was underway and I lost a special job. Good god, I thought. These fucking conartists have exposed me, shown me how vulnerable I really am. I gotta make my own work while I still can. If (see: when) these devils try to pull another swindle, I will be better prepared.

So go forge the key to your own shackles. It won't be perfect. But realize this: if you put in even a fraction of the effort and energy you put into making profits for some rich cocksuckers, you will do okay. You will do better than okay because you will have claimed the privilege of owning yourself, even as you experience failures and letdowns along the way.

The kleptocrats and vampires that run this dimension do not want us to exercise the power I am trying to describe to you here. It is nothing mystical. It is the power of self-worth.

So get yourself out there. Believe in your abilities, as unassuming as they may be. Foster the skills you have already. Flesh em out if they are unclear to you. Develop new ones if need be. You have worth. You have value. Liberate yourself so that you may liberate others.

And lastly, make it count!