Is
freedom in a box? Could it be found in a bagel with lox? Is it true happiness?
Is it the answer to all of our prayers? Does it exist? Can it exist in our
modern day labyrinth of toil and trouble, in our self-created limbo, in the
shadows cast on the cave of the mind?
Why do we think that some big brother or sister, which ever the case may be, is the answer to all of our problems? Is it not OUR government, our illegally collected tax dollars, our fragile piece of paper containing the ideas of democracy?
And why do we believe the paper dolls that report our news, the puppets on the stage miming the words of big banks, big corporations, big brothers that want to enslave the world? Why do we think we cannot take care of ourselves, but need to borrow until there is no blood left in our bodies? Do we not borrow the future of our children, casting the evil shadow of debt down with our genetic codes?
And if we think for one moment we are safe, because we have given all of our freedom away to be protected by the wolves that long to slay our souls, who are we fooling but ourselves? And is it not one assault after another on our precious spirit with each murder committed for the blood of oil. Have we not become the fiendish vampires ourselves? Does our lust for money, oil, land, enslavement, not increase with every conquest? Can we stop the madness?
Do you believe that you cannot live without that SUV or Motor Home or giant house in the hills? Ask yourself if you can? At least until you save for some time, saving your life from the demon of debt by living simple, appreciating what you have right now rather than living for gratifications that can never fulfill you.
Why do we think that some big brother or sister, which ever the case may be, is the answer to all of our problems? Is it not OUR government, our illegally collected tax dollars, our fragile piece of paper containing the ideas of democracy?
And why do we believe the paper dolls that report our news, the puppets on the stage miming the words of big banks, big corporations, big brothers that want to enslave the world? Why do we think we cannot take care of ourselves, but need to borrow until there is no blood left in our bodies? Do we not borrow the future of our children, casting the evil shadow of debt down with our genetic codes?
And if we think for one moment we are safe, because we have given all of our freedom away to be protected by the wolves that long to slay our souls, who are we fooling but ourselves? And is it not one assault after another on our precious spirit with each murder committed for the blood of oil. Have we not become the fiendish vampires ourselves? Does our lust for money, oil, land, enslavement, not increase with every conquest? Can we stop the madness?
Do you believe that you cannot live without that SUV or Motor Home or giant house in the hills? Ask yourself if you can? At least until you save for some time, saving your life from the demon of debt by living simple, appreciating what you have right now rather than living for gratifications that can never fulfill you.
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