The Skinning of The Common Man's Dream
Where Slavery Became Common Amongst The Common
Within our country, in the land of the brave and the veritable nation of freedom,
there resides the biggest industrial slave-labour camps ever to populate a country.
The regional county is called work-force within a village called, The Prison of Hope.
Where dreams have been erased and men's will power has been stripped.
401K Pension Slave Trade
When stuck on a highway once, stuck with over 17,000 slaves lined up in a
row, stuck in their cars and waiting to begin their nightmare, I unrolled my w
indow once and asked the slave next to me, what is work to you?
His answer made me pull my chin.
He answered with, "Work is only work when you wished you were
somewhere else." And so it goes.
Each morning these dead-heads with lost dreams inch ahead, slave style, tied
by their golden 401K Pension shackles, sipping their lattes, like a herd of cattle
(add the ring in their noses), looking numb, as they solemnly point their 4 Quid
per gallon horses in the direction of their self imposed prison camps.
Their dreams are held hostage, their hope has been arrested and each one is
expected to be at their quarters by 09.00 and that's just the Sheep.
Highway To Hell
And their Jailors get to their Prisons even earlier. Because the Sheppard's who
HERD the sheep are expected to meet at their posts to the ringing of the eighth
bell past midnight.
Which means the bosses have to leave their slave quarters and begin their
highway into hell by five thirty a.m. That's early. Very early. 5:30 a.m.
Legalized Government Pyramid Scheme / Lottery
I again, eager as I was to understand these industrial cogs even further,
while watching them line up once, in a newspaper store, where the slaves
each buy a "freedom ticket," and a dream, for a buck
(think lotto or government pyramid scheme) and I asked one of them,
"Hey Fella, what is hell?"
I used the word "hell" only because if asked, that is what each one will always
tell you that their work days are like; hell.
So there I was.
Amongst the mental weaklings who sold their dreams to another man and
I asked, to one of them in their costumes complete with the red noose lynched
around his neck (ID badge included), "Hey Fella, what is hell?"
And he whined back at me (these types are compulsive complainers) almost
as if someone was about to push him off a "gang plank" of a Pirates ship, he
summoned back to me, "Kind Sir, let me tell you what Hell is."
He then pulled his scattered mind together and forewarned,
"Hell is like, when the 'you' in the mirror looking back at you is the
person you COULD have been versus the 'you' that you settled for."
It must be hard to live within a world of small when in your head you are ten feet tall.
How Utterly Sad
Those educated beyond their means or even "the working poor" have
NO CHOICE as to how many hours they must render to "the man."
Often they are required to labour into the darkness of debt and into Visa,
who then they pay a "dummy tax" to each month.
Debt by the way is when you barrow from Paul to Pay Harry for items you
buy from Mary that you actually can't afford. That is how debt perpetuates
and how the banking system earns Billions of Euro monthly from the working poor.
These slaves are never paid for WHO they are or for work they love.
Fifty one weeks on. One week off. "I owe, I owe so off to the prison camp I go."
Card Carrying Slaves Work
For Their Master
They are simply and ONLY paid for what their job title pays.
Not a penny more. And even that is just enough to survive on—basically---so
in order for VISA and MASTERCARD to further earn off of them, the cogs
must pay a monthly "royalty" or fee to them for everything that their families
want, but these self-image victims can't afford.
Well Boo-hoo. Did any of them have a GUN pointed to their heads? No.
No more than a three-ton Elephant seeks resistance or escape from the
thin rope that his ankle is tied up with. It's voluntary corporate slavery.
That's the sick part of their self imposed drama.
It's voluntary for Petes sake!
They remain in their 8 X 8 corporate cells with fear written all over their faces because at anytime, without notice, their jailor can exercise more of his dominion and expire them at will.
That way, they can become jobless and spend the following next four months
running through their cookie jar dough so they can again be confined by
bankruptcy, but without first being victims of mortgage disaster and foreclosure.
All because the pink slip bit them where the sun never shines.
And it continues.
Non-stop and until chicken soup for the soul becomes one big bad joke.
The Skinning of Your Dream
Where Slavery Become Common Amongst The Common
So the pencil jockeys continue. Lock step. Often resting together at the
water station, coiled up like caged rats, verbally biting each other and
sinking each others hopes by trading distain for each others life trials and
exposing each other to each of their own individual fears.
Can you say, "cage monkeys!" But it gets worse.
It's cooler dribble for the confined. Pass the gun.
All they ever speak about is how HARD they work, how TIRED they are
and how they are only tolerated behind the bars of lost hope, versus celebrated.
It's pathetic at best to witness this each day.
But it never stops.
Patience Often Steals Their Treasure
Don't these slaves know that what you can endure persists?
Or possibly even more sickening is how many of them have let patience steal
their treasure. Oh well.
Then one day, many moons and years into time, they will be released out to
pasture when at the age sixty five the slave master decides employee # 301 is
no longer worthy to pull their weight of another man's dream.
And they are released into yet another slave camp.
The retirement camp where they are required yet again,
to sit and stare out the window until death do they part.
Cheery stuff.
But pain continues because even the few who decide to try to work AFTER
and into retirement are whipped yet again by the pension people who yell,
"You can't work another day and stop trying to make ends meet, just
rely on your pension you old goat!"
Special Slavery Note:
The Federal Government doesn't allow the old to out earn their pensions
without yet another Dummy Tax being their just desserts.
I Am The Son of a Capitalist and a Good News Merchant. I Am Free!
I know these prisoners of hope exist because I live free amongst them. I am free.
I decide how much money I will earn because I actually believed in capitalism.
I decide my own hours, decide my own destiny and I denied ANY man to
define my worth outside of my own ambition and outside of my own imagination.
I Have Earned in a Month What a Slave Earns All Doggone Year!
I can vacation when and where I want and as often as I want. I only do work
that I love and as such I work for a loving and NOT for a living. I am a F/T dad
and a part-time Millionaire. I can pick my kids up from school and
earn income world wide. Because I exercise the inspiration and have 6 Billion
people world wide on the internet who help me earn more money than I need
as a Good News Merchant.
The Skinning of Your Dream
Where The Common Become The Meal of
The Those in The Culture of Smart
I work seven days because I love what I do, loaf when I want and
because I love to make money and to help people I see between
work and play. I call my home
That's right. I actually took advantage of the Constitution of Europe.
My Commute is Across The Hall To Our Home Office
I don't work to survive. I am like Oprah, Arnold and Johnny who
worked to express more of who THEY were instead of working
to express someone (a boss) else.
I have seen slaves who have had to uproot their families and
head north just to remain employed. I have seen fathers snatch
their children and run for the hills because Daddy was relocated
to a work camp all the way across the country.
New school. New friends. New boss. Sad children.
What a horrible way to live.
Wives cry. Wives also lose their friends and the slave trade persists.
The 97% Who Failed To Pay The
Price of Freedom and
Are Employed By The 3% Who
Decided To Pay It.
But alas, there is a way out. How? Because each slave is allowed to BUY
their way out and EACH slave is allowed to BUY his or her freedom.
The price is TIME and energy and an investment into SELF versus a
life exchanged for another man's dream.
The Weak Man Refuses To Discipline Himself
The cost is NOT too high, yet it does seem like TOO MUCH money
for those without the courage to pay the price.
The Price of Personal Discipline is Too High For Many People
The PRICE is this. You must be able to become your own master.
Most shudder the thought. Most slaves decide that's TOO BIG of a price.
But that's the price. You MUST will fully decide to MASTER SELF.
You must decide to discipline yourself and to teach yourself the TRADE
of inspiration, ambition and increase.
It takes guts, spine, time and ambition. But it is all for not and won't work
unless the slave is willing to pay THE PRICE of being able to MASTER
over self. Not someone else.
What the slave resists is the fact that what he desires is OUTSIDE of his
comfort zone and the cogs remain employed because going out of their
comfort zone is too big of an idea for the little sullen Sheep who work for us.
How utterly painful it must be to live a life that is in torment compared to
what lies within a man's head. It must be a living hell to be free in your MIND
but shackled to a desk of hate that only reminds you of your own lack of
ability to MASTER ones self. Oh well.
Amen. The Skinning of Your Dream.
Where Slavery is Common Amongst Those To
Weak To Stand Up.
PS: If you love what you do and spend your days exercising SELF and
being who you were born to be, consider yourself a King. Because no
greater gift can one give to himself that is he who decides to be SELF
rather than being a reflection of someone who pays them.
Prostitutes do that and so do many slaves. They "sell out" and decide to
be a reflection of somebody else instead of living a life that celebrates them.
Do you.
Stand.
RISE I say!!!
Money can't buy happiness. You know that. But being yourself can; often
even in spite of money. It's not about money. But it is about being able to
afford the freedom to be your ENTIRE self versus the one you maybe settled for.
Share this please with 10,000 friends.
Your better is located in your BEST so be and do ALL that you can and
your plenty will follow.
When all you can do is all you can do then all you can do is enough.
Doing all you can do isn't stopping at five o'clock or
fetching another man's Star-Bucks.
Be your own best friend. Who cares if it takes 16 hour days to locate
the person YOU were born to be.
It worked for
Millions of OTHER slaves who decided to PAY the price.
You must decide simply to MASTER your SELF.
Teach people that those that fail to MASTER themselves end up
being a slave to someone else.
What You Can Endure Persists.
To Re-Program Yourself Read, "The Doers Creed."
(See the person who sent you this and ask them for a handful of iPod
ready MP-3 files.
USE those audio to decompress the OTHER self and to reprogram your self)
Often the false conditioning of 20 years of slave labour can't be
undone in an hour or even a month.
It's best to use mind conditioning tools to reprogram your SELF.
The Doers Creed Unto Self
Locate your local WARRIORS NEST chapter and ask the Benefactor
their for the bevy of free audio files to load into your iPod.
Ask for the Doers Creed of influence.
The Celtic Warriors Great Profits Dream Team Email celticwarriors@eircom.net
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