The Reality of the Psychological Slavery you are born into and how to get out
The Key to Freedom is to realize you are imprisoned
I never believed that I would concede and let someone trample on me
You strung me along, I thought I was strong, but you were just gaslighting me
I've opened my eyes, and counted the lies, and now it is clearer to me
You are just a user, and an abuser, living vicariously
I never believed that I would concede and get myself blown asunder
You strung me along, I thought I was strong, but now you have pushed me under
I've opened my eyes, and counted the lies and now it is clearer to me
You are just a user, and an abuser, and I refuse to take it
Now I'm coming back, a counterattack, I'm playing you at your own game
I'm cutting you out, a shadow of doubt
Is gonna hang over your name
I've opened my eyes, I see your disguise
I will never see you the same
I know how to win, before you begin
I'll shoot you before you take aim
Now I'm coming back, a counterattack
A psychological war
I'm cutting you in, I'm under your skin
Now I'm gonna settle the score
I've opened my eyes, I see your disguise
I will never see you the same
I know how to win, before you begin
I'll shoot you before you take aim
Won't stand down
I'm growing stronger
Won't stand down
I'm owned no longer
Won't stand down
You've used me for too long, now die alone
I won't stand down
Muse - Won't Stand Down
The walls of a prison cell and the madness within the terror of those who claim authority the glee in their eyes full of perversion and evil sadistic desires waiting to be unleashed...
The sheer incompetence of those claiming competence the arrogance the hate the bureaucratic fascism and the sound of shattered dreams...
None of you ever experienced this for this is a world far away from your clean desk job where victims are just numbers and souls are buried deep within the dungeons of your rotten heart.
It is one of the parallel worlds here on this planet that you ignore so well.
And I hear you say that those behind these walls deserve every bit what they get because they failed to uphold the social contract that you comply to without ever signing it.
And I hear you whispering my name to be thrown into the abyss into the deepest darkest place on earth for my whispers reach your soul that you try to hide that you destroyed for fear of the one thing the only thing that really matters; Truth.
So you blame me for the failings of your actions that you know so well are designed to fail.
You speak of truth but I hear lies.
You speak of freedom but all I see is a world enslaved.
Tell me, where is the freedom you speak of?
I see you have no answers.
You fear me!
I am no one, a nobody I am an unbeliever unworthy unwashed unvaxxinated.
But here we are you fear me.
You inside your safe house your safe blouse your germ free self isolated environment with triple filtered air and socks made from carbon dioxide free bleaches sleeping under a tent of oxygen.
Yet you fear me.
Here you build a wall of your own ignorance higher than G-D will allow just to keep you separated from the leprechauns of the real world that smell so badly that stink so well.
You sit inside your Ivory tower overlooking the genocide of your dreams the filthy perversions of your soul that no one can clean even if they tried to.
Yet you fear me.
There is a hole inside your heart that is impossible to fill while your anger and frustration grow by the second along with your desire to blow this whole world into smithereens.
Yet you blame me.
I won't stand down.
You inside your Ivory tower your palace your villa you got everything I got nothing.
Yet you fear me.
Isn't life funny?
The laughter of a girl on a warm spring day dancing in the meadows with the bees and the hares enjoying life as she knows it while her mother kisses her lover nearby all this is to you a thousand daggers stabbed into your crystal heart.
You inside your Ivory tower overlooking the concentration camps of our times prohibiting everything that is good concealing Truth and propagating lies there you are having everything that money can buy yet you are jealous of a little girl.
You want to kill her for the sin of being alive.
You want to rape her for the sin of having fun.
You want to hurt her as much as you can for pain is the only pleasure you know inside your materialistic Ivory tower.
If I ever find time I will be sorry for you but don't bet on it.
You are not kosher yet you claim it; lies is all you have.
But those who deal with lies I detest them they are not Zen!
They live against all things human consumed by their hatred of the living they are the living dead.
They live; John Carpenter was right.
V; they were also right.
The slaves of the new age wear the emperors clothes literally " Emporio Armani " or Armani the emperor the Imperial army of stupidity the Zombies of invisible slavery.
There they are doing meaningless work for a meaningless day unfulfilled promises in a world full of shattered dreams entangled into a net of depraved pleasures of the devils own making.
The more you try to get out the more you wrap yourself into it and it fuels your hate and your desire to destroy it creates a runaway effect of destruction you cannot run away from.
Catch22; you are caught in the devils spider web of the unseen where backwards if forward and up is down.
There is no way out for you the doors are closed the bridges burned the hope is hopeless and all is concealed your screams are dampened your air filtered.
Yet you yearn for humanity.
Ignorance is bliss.
I tell you a Truth about yourself.
As you are alone in the darkest hour of the day you remember when you were a child that you had dreams of your own.
You dreamed of being a poet a Rockstar a painter a Pilot or even a King but these days are long gone for you followed the devils own and the empty promises that society brings.
Are you happy?
The true answer would be NO.
But since you cannot allow Truth to shatter your materialistic dreams you will say:
"Yes I am happy" knowing that it is a lie.
Such are the makings of this psychological slavery where you have to show face instead of facing the Truth for living a lie seems so convenient; everybody is doing it.
Is everybody happy?
Truth please.
You are not happy neither is your friend your wife that you bought for a penny to the pound of flesh you are seeking.
You hate yourself your job and everyone you work with and you just want to destroy everything and the only hope for you is that it all ends with a bang; lights out.
You run around in circles looking for the end but all you find is the beginning of more pain a scream of insanity fulfilled by an insane purpose of self destruction.
Yet here I stand laughing smiling drinking dancing for my heart is pure my soul is clean and my purpose clear.
And that you hate that you cannot understand and it fuels your ego centered self imposed self isolation of self pity and self harm; how selfish of you.
Your choices brought you here yet you believe that it was me others are so easy to be blamed.
Here I stand.
Here I speak Truth.
This self imposed reality of materialistic achievement is nothing but a system of slavery.
The money is a product of one family the Rothschilds who loan it out to you but want it back with interest, their interest it is: To enslave the whole world.
Money itself is a psychological drug the more you have the more you want.
And with this materialistic achievement comes the fear of losing it a dent in your Ferrari a broken diamond window or a million Dollar fridge without electricity.
Yet you have no purpose in life.
For all the money in this world is stolen and you know it by your heart.
You have no heart.
You have no soul.
You are worthless.
The more you have the more you know you are just a common thief.
How do you feel?
The Vandebilts the Bilderbergs the Rockefellers the Rothschilds the Wallenbergs the Warburgs the Schiff the Statlers the Sassoons, these are just little midget thieves worth nothing.
They are Drug pushers prostitutes they are not even human because to be a human one must act human and have humanity which they don't.
They are Nexus they have no empathy no morality no class and no soul they are only shadows.
When the majority of people had enough and I had enough a long time ago they will come with torches and burn their palaces to the ground and I will stand and dance and laugh when I hear their screams with pleasure.
I will not shed a tear for no one of them.
In fact I spit on them as you should too.
They have never done a second worthy work in their entire life they are the master race you are the slaves in a system designed by them to be that way.
It is in fact a system of slavery designed for you to be a slave forever with no end no solution and no hope; for you that is.
You brew the coffee they sip the cream.
You sleep on stones they steal your dream.
The system is rigged and nobody ever gets a chance to become such are the rules of this system you are born into; a system of slavery that has unseen shackles; a prison that has unseen walls.
It is a system called Catch22 the harder you work to get out of it the more you dig your own grave.
It is a system designed to break the human spirit by these Satanic Families.
Satan is an Alien.
And they don't like the human race.
We are better than them.
But we have been educated by them to hate ourselves to hate everyone that gets a pleasure out of life to be jealous to be greedy to be evil just like them what a pity.
It started in School when our teacher couldn't teach us because they were just the same a product of this system; a system designed to fail.
We were thrown into the pits of this system and from day one had to compete with one another for the breadcrumbs of society while they eat the cakes made from the tears of the oppressed.
Yet they blame us for their failures.
I think it is time to turn the tables.
If they come don't serve them spit into their food spit into their drinks as they look and smile into their faces.
Let them know we despite them we dispute them we don't like them.
They are Liars they are thieves they deserve nothing and nothing they shall get.
We the people have the power.
It is time to take it back.
They want to vaxxinate us yet they do everything that we stay unhealthy.
All they want is what tyrants want so all the should get is what tyrants should get and that is the Guillotine.
Arise children of the fatherland
The day of glory has arrived
Against us tyranny's
Bloody standard is raised
Listen to the sound in the fields
The howling of these fearsome soldiers
They are coming into our midst
To cut the throats of your sons and consorts
To arms citizens
Form your battalions
March, march
Let impure blood
Water our furrows
What do they want this horde of slaves
Of traitors and conspiratorial kings?
For whom these vile chains
These long-prepared irons?
Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage
What methods must be taken?
It is us they dare plan
To return to the old slavery!
What! These foreign cohorts!
They would make laws in our courts!
What! These mercenary phalanxes
Would cut down our warrior sons
Good Lord! By chained hands
Our brow would yield under the yoke
The vile despots would have themselves be
The masters of destiny
Tremble, tyrants and traitors
The shame of all good men
Tremble! Your parricidal schemes
Will receive their just reward
Against you we are all soldiers
If they fall, our young heros
We will bear new ones
Ready to join the fight against you
La Marseillaise
Every Day I train and it costs me nothing but it makes me feel good.
How do you feel?
Feeling is important the most important thing in the world.
Learning is important.
Humanity is important.
Zen.
In Zen we acknowledge that the world is build on reflections, everything is a reflection.
What we see in others is a reflection of what we see in ourselves.
What we hate in others just the same.
Anger fear greed jealousy they are negative they stop us they make us ill.
They are the hurdle that can only be overcome within ourselves.
The hurdle that humanity has to overcome is them who control us they are the master race we are the slaves.
And we can do this so easily.
Their power relies on our enslavement.
Their fear is of our disengagement.
Let us feed their fear and disengage from their Systems and build parallel systems for us to thrive.
Some good work has already been done and Substack is the prime example.
We should follow this model and build a new society that gets the best out of people.
This must be done with education food and transport first.
We take care of ourselves and they will wither away.
We don't need them, they need us.
We do not owe them anything no money no work nothing.
In fact they owe us.
And that is a Truth they can never hide from.
Fritz Freud