THE LOST SOUL

THE LOST SOUL

His head is down; his body has given up, and his soul is lost. Thinking deeply, emotionally drained, in a moment of an agony and loneliness, he asked himself, “Was it worth it?” He gave his whole life to the SYSTEM to be productive and to make his job count. In the end, for all his labour, blood, sweat and tears, his life was a hoax. He owns nothing; he began in falsified debt and lived a life of a debt slave, and now his body has given up being productive, he is now hardly of any use to the system. He has always been running to survive and in the little time that he had to think over the course of all these years that he was being played; he remained confused and clueless. In reality, he is a slave who has passed his optimal productivity, so he must be replaced now. He is left with a mobility aid and an old house with none of his family around. It is a countdown to his expiry, and he is not even worth a penny anymore. Little did he understand.

At one time, he was young, energetic and ready to achieve the American dream, but over a period in pursuit of his dream, he was lost in the shadow of its illusion. He never understood that his freedom was compromised, and he is chasing a false dream. He thought he has to work, work and consumed, a lifestyle of falsified debt that everyone else is living. He became part of the herd, which has no minds of its own, and he just followed sign after sign — till he found himself in a narrow tunnel with no way out. He was used until it was too late for him to understand his reality. The system played him well; he remained in a web of lies until his energy and blood were sucked to the very last drop. Life has been unfairly cruel to him, despite the fact that he always believed in change through the political process.

He now understands that the evil which forced him to end homeless on the street is ‘USURY’. It is the tool that the banks used to steal the ownership of real wealth from the people and other countries. They charge interest on the principal amount that is purportedly loan to the people without risking anything of value. The interest is never created — so it is mathematically impossible to pay down. It makes sense now why he has to lose his house. It is he who creates money through his hard work, labour, sweat, toil and production. All his life — that what he was doing for the banks only. Now he can see the gigantic fraud played upon humanity — a system that is meant to rip off mankind of every penny. He is nothing but a slave who is at the mercy of these zombie blood sucking parasites. He is ashamed that he lived an honest life enslaved to a SYSTEM, which is bogus and fraudulent. All he had done his whole life is what his job manual tells him to do. He lived by the banksters’ code. It was a lie; it was a trap. It has never been about the interest of the people but the INTEREST to the banks.

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