Day 16: Live When you Die!

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that I require to earn my living.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that I need to earn the right to live from a system that supposedly provides human beings with the necessities to survive.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that it doesn't make any sense that I am already alive, yet for some reason still have to earn my living.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to never even question why it is that people have to work and earn money to be able to get the things they need to survive.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to ever question why we are indebted to a system of life-support that we have to pay off for most of our live and then eventually, when we're old and our bodies are deteriorating, getting closer and closer to death - that's the time when we're cut free and cut loose and allowed to just live whatever is left of our lives, that is if we even make it to that age and if the company we worked for our entire life didn't go bankrupt at some point.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to ever stand still and wonder if I even agree with the principle of having to earn your living - but just accept it as the way it is and the way it should be.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to justify a system of enslavement through making statements like "Well, if I had no job, I would be bored all the time - I wouldn't know what to do with myself".

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that, being born in a system where working forms the main part of a human being's life, we've orientated who we are towards our job, we've defined ourselves according to our job and we've started using words like 'making a career' to make ourselves feel like we're really doing something constructive with our lives, while really we're just a slave to a system that won't care if we're dead or alive - and therefore are forced to submit to its rules and be servants to this system in order to survive.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise how ridiculous it is to speak of free will while we live in a system where each one is forced to, in essence, sell themselves, the biggest part of their life, to a system - forced to work - in order to survive.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that freedom cannot exist if one must earn their living.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to question the labour system in and of this world until it is too late, until I am retiring and look back and see that my youth is gone, my strength is gone, my will to live is drained and I am physically incapable of living what's left of my life to the fullest - realising that I've wasted it all while slaving away for a system that doesn't even care about life.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that because we were born in a system where we are required to work to survive, we're unable to even imagine what it means to live without worrying about survival, without worrying about being fired, without worrying of getting through the next day, without worrying about retirement funds, without worrying about making enough money, without worrying about your children's college funds, without worrying about the future - but instead actually able to be here, with self, finding out what it means to live, what it is you enjoy, what life has to offer.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that the creation of a system of slavery is a manifestation of our unwillingness to give - because if we were willing to give to one another what is needed for each one to live a dignified life, we wouldn't ask for anyone to work for money.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that prostitutes are merely a literal manifestation of who and what we all are in this world - selling ourselves for money, prostituting ourselves for money, whoring ourselves for money in order to survive.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to delude my children into believing that living in this world is fun, by giving them a few years in toddler school where they get to play all day, yet slowly but surely start taking that away from them and start introducing the knowledge, information and exercises that will enable them to become effective workers for the system - all the while pretending that being a grown-up is so fascinating and so much fun, while secretly everyone longs to be a child again, when we were not yet aware of the evil in man.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to trade life for the vileness of survival.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be unable and unwilling to give to another what I would receive out of fear of losing out and coming out at the shorter end.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if everyone thinks in terms of maximising their own personal benefits, we'll never be able to manifest heaven on earth.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to preach words to children of being generous and sharing, while not living those words myself.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that we just cannot continue as we are because if we don't realise that we're all really equal and one - we'll continue to destroy ourselves as we try to root out our competition, not realising that the only one we're fighting and competing with, is ourselves.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that we're all equally fucked as we're all equally dependent on the same system - and so we might as well work as equals together to manifest a different world for ourselves and for our children.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to, through years of slaving away in the system, give up on life as I slowly but surely started accepting and allowing myself to believe that this is all i can be, that this is all I'll ever be - becoming a completely submissive and apathic slave that has forgotten that the word life used to have a different meaning.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that in the attempt to protect our children from the evil of man by keeping them ignorant about the state of the world and what's awaiting them in their lifetime, we're actually allowing the system to continue exploiting life, since by the time our children realise what's going on, they'll be stuck in the same system, having kids of their own they try to protect - and so the cycle continuous where understanding always comes too late and no one has the ability to make a stand for life.

I commit myself to show how we've utterly and completely given up on ourselves and on life through accepting to work for a lifetime in order to be able to survive and 'life freely' once I'm old and worn out.

I commit myself to free mankind from slavery through establishing an equal money system where work is an expression and not a necessary evil.

I commit myself to educate human beings about the system we currently living so that they are aware of what it is they're walking into before it is too late and one has completely submitted to the system and given up on life.

I commit myself to remind people that we're not here to survive and that trading survival for life is unacceptable, that it is less than who we are and that there is no valid reason for accepting an existence of slavery and prostitution.

I commit myself to end the need to work in order to be able to acquire and access the goods and services a human being needs in order to life a dignified life.

I commit myself to give as I would receive so that all may live in equality and trust of one another, living the statement of loving they neighbour as thyself.

I commit myself to live the words I preach and testing my living application before I speak.

I commit myself to stand up from the ashes and re-birth myself to become the living expression of generosity, of care, of commitment, of understanding, of consideration, of equality, of respect, of responsibility, of accountability, of passion, of engagement, of self-reflection, of courage, of strength, of discipline, of enjoyment, of expression, of consistency, of support, of assistance, of directiveness, of life.

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Day 10: The Goodness of Man is a FairyTale we Tell our Children so they can Sleep at Night

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe in the goodness of man.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that there is just this little spark of goodness left in man.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if a spark of goodness existed in man, this goodness would be reflected in our world.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, poverty would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, prostitution would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, child pornography would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, money would not be the motivator of life.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, all men would be equal.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, the cries of the suffering would be heard and addressed with the re-organisation and re-desingning of our economic system.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, animals and nature would be honoured as the source of all human material well-being.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, common sense would be the common language and no wars would be waged over differing opinions, beliefs and interests.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, murder would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, suicide would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, cancer would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, the best health care would be available to all.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, children would not turn on their parents.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, the world would not be destroyed in the name of money.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, gossip would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, backchat would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, people would be the same within as without.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, the arrogance of the ludicrous idea that technology can replace all natural capital would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, we wouldn't owe our life to a system where we have to labour for most of the years we have to enjoy the last few in old age.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, debt would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, political corruption would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, consumption would not define a man's value.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, no abuse would exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, euthanasia would be legal everywhere.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, animals would not be abused and tortured in the name of profit.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, there would be no guns.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, brainwashing through school, media and advertisement would not exist.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, all parents would first educate themselves on how to educate a child before even considering to have a child.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, a job would not be a prerequisite for survival.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, we would not be obsessed with finding love and kindness in another.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, an equal money system would already be in place.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, direct political participation would form part of everyone's daily life.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, poison would not be used as a cheap way to make food taste sweet in order to make big profits.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, only the best and most efficient products would be produced in order to not deplete natural resources at an unsustainable rate.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that if there were a spark of goodness in man, each one would love their neighbour as themselves.

I commit myself to expose the evil nature of man that denies the right to life.

I commit myself to expose the evil nature of man that allows millions to suffer for the abundance of a few.

I commit myself to expose the evil nature of man where each man is only willing to think of himself.

I commit myself to expose the evil nature of man that continuous destroying Earth in the face of the disasters this has already proven to bring about.

I commit myself to the re-education of mankind through exposure of what is being accepted and allowed and the offering of alternative solutions that work for all.

I commit myself to the death of mankind as what man currently exists as and the re-birthing of a new form of humankind that considers all life equally at all times, creating a world that supports and benefits everyone - manifesting heaven on Earth.

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Day 6: Economic Textbooks are the Blueprints for the Perfect Murder

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be so preoccupied with acting like an intellectual that I have completely forgotten what economics practically means and implies.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to occupy myself with formulating nice theories and drawing fancy graphs that make everything of economy sound so wonderful and even Godly, without considering that all the simplifying assumptions that were made to get to these pretty graphs, are problematic and don’t apply in the real world.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be a servant of the God of Money through devising theories and graphs that make it seem that the economic system indeed works – without opening my eyes and looking at the world, to see the real consequences of worshiping money as God.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that I have been brainwashed through education and training to the point where I can no longer see past even the fundamental principles of the free market system, but keep on building on it and keep on justifying it with more pictures, tables, theories and graphs.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that the numbers on my piece of paper aren’t just numbers but represent real people, real children, real animals and real plants – lives – that I play around with in my economic models, making them fit the picture as well as I can, as long as the math is right.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be more concerned about presenting a neat theoretical model that will gain much appraisal from intellectual academic peers than with real-life issues that require attention, investigation and correction.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to only be worried and concerned about my own life and my own destiny, therefore, even if I am born in a country that is poverty-stricken, not spend one moment of my time on seeing how the economy requires to be adjusted in a way that will assist everyone, but instead – focus on gaining the attention and recognition of economists in the developed world by acting as they do, focusing on the issues that they do and trying to represent the economy in a way that is beautiful and magnificent, while my fellow human beings, even of the country I grew up in, are starving and struggling – because at least, in joining the holy order of economists, I’ll have lifted myself out of that shithole.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise and see how the current economic system creates, allows and justifies murder through poverty and starvation.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that no-one else is going to come to fix the world and that if I have the knowledge and understanding of what the economic system is, then it is my responsibility to question its consequences and implications – and to stand up in exposing it and proposing solutions that will benefit everyone.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that theories are but theories and models are but models, yet that the real world is still out there and that neat pictures and graphs aren’t going to change that – but only make me feel better, make me feel like I have faith – because look at this magnificent system that regulates everything automatically for the apparent betterment of mankind!

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to sacrifice the lives of billions of people every day by accepting the most basic supply and demand curves through completely excluding them from the equation.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that it’s not because the system works in itself, that it works FORLIFE.

I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to realise that in accepting equilibria and middle roads, it’s simply stating that we’re willing to sacrifice some for the benefit of others – yet, if we place ourselves in the shoes of the ones being sacrificed on the altar of the Almighty God of Free Market – we’d realise it’s not so free after all, because lives have to be paid.

I commit myself to the exposure of the dogmatic beliefs of the value of free market systems and how they in fact allow, create and justify genocide on a global scale.

I commit myself to the exposure of the hypocrisy of economists who have become but servants of God as Money – concerned with nothing but their own status and wealth.

I commit myself to say what needs to be said in order to bring people back with their feet on the muddy ground – where real lives are being lived and real lives are being lost.

I commit myself to stop all compromise through acceptance of middle roads as what is always seen and portrayed to be the perfect solution, hides the evil that perpetuates the suffering in this world.

I commit myself to spreading the basic common sense that equations that do not consider all life equally, are weapons of murder and mass destruction.

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