Do you ever feel like a prisoner?
Life is your jail cell and the over privileged are your prison guards, and the one's above them are theirs. The more work you do for the prison, the more privileges you're given, through material things, like money, and status. You're given these opportunities to earn, then made to need, only to be forced to earn more. We are the work horse, they crack the whip. These sociopaths deceive us into believing that we need them. They keep us just healthy enough to work. They keep us just poor enough to want more. They beat us just enough to come back for more.
They turn us against each other like beaten dogs in a cage, staved to near death, telling us that they can and will give us what we need. If we don't do what they say, they punish us. If we don't lay down and roll over, they beat us. If we don't follow their rules they punish us. They take, while we are obligated to give.
The Weakening Of The Minds Eye
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