reality sans the hippy dippy
stand up and you will be shot down
stand up and a giant demon will grin at the audacity and mortally blacklist you from any construct of the world of private property
stand up and the monster will make the rest of your life free of freedom from oppression; will attack your friends and family with the threat of rape and murder for the rest of their days.
essentially, the only point of productiveness comes when there is nothing left to lose. Even all the shopping cart people have too much shit. The drug dealers and the cops come from the same retardation- the world is fucked so I'll do what I have to to get by... the cops believe the meaning of life too far so they content themselves with the little lies of those who maintain 'order'... the drug dealers pretend they are helping people see God while they profit off the addiction of the naive... the whole while both are controlled by a delusion that they are allowed to be mean in the furthering of their jobs....
so the question is- "What assets do we hold back in the hopes that we'll get a life apart from the monster?"
nothing to lose. nothing to lose. nothing to lose.
> What assets do we hold back in the hopes that we'll get a life apart from the monster?
A little advice that I once received was to hold back the assets (and don't talk about the things) that are benefiting me. That is why some of us desire to hide our sleep spaces, and even hide the wonderful notion that we sleep outdoors. Perhaps precisely because if I stand up, probably I will be shot down. Instead, my contribution to nobody is to talk about own monster, the monster me-me ego me, the monster within me, the one that tries to hold me back. Sooner or later, we let go of our shit, and we continue to let go of our shit. Nothing to lose, we can only gain. Everything to lose, we can only lose. "All or nothing" is not reality, maybe ultimately loving and fear. We let go of our shit where one day mayhaps flowers grow.
You are great.