Slave Paper

Keep your worthless, pretty colored paper. It serves just as well in the bathroom, or to start the fire that can cook my food.

The logical lie, was it needed to be printed for the benefit of our convenience. Paper is much easier to carry than a pocket full of gold. So on that fact they did rely.

Children believe in Santa Clause, simply because that is what they're told. Until they develop intelligence, and common sense as they grow old.

I don't need your Slave Paper to live. The things I need, I don't have to buy. Because the truth is, that these things I really need, grow in abundance all around me, on the plants and on the trees. The price that God has set on those things, is absolutely free.

If we could only pry our eyes and minds open to see. We trade Slave Paper but forget that the items that paper seems to buy, could also be traded just the same, without the All-Seeing-Eye. But this would eliminate tariffs, taxes, and interest rates. And all the other things that Slave Paper makers need to rob us, so they can feed their greedy narcissistic wants and dreams.

Now that I've woken up, and learned the truth, and the rules, I play the game. But it doesn't play me anymore. I'm too smart now, to be held as a Paper Slave. Chained to the burden of artificial debt, I had no part in creating.

We have become a society that is more than willing to sacrifice its privacy, for some convenience, and relinquish its rights for illusions of security. We've corrupted our morals, all for Slave Paper, and agreed to sell our souls for social status. What a shame...