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I was today years old in What Wants to Move Through Me Today?

  • July 1, 2026, 2:50 p.m.
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When I learned that leveraging my own resources IS work.

Ugh. I have been operating under some weird delusion that my value to someone else was all that mattered in the world of money. Am I valuable to you? What do you think my value is? Then pay me a little less so that you aren’t stuck paying me for no profit.

No. This is wrong. This is,I think, what the corporate world and governments schools taught me. They only pay or reward what they deem worthy, and a little less so that they can remain functioning into the future. Continuing to create and maintain this delusion in the young.

What I just now realized is that leveraging what I have *IS work. Leveraging my own capital is both mental and emotional work. Even if I earn a small percentage, it was my thought process, action, and emotional stability that yeilded that return.
Even if it’s moving out of my house to live in a shack and renting my house to someone. That is work. I’m trading the security of a having a roof and power and everything a contemporary home affords for some amount of money and instead using my body and mind to live more primitively. That is work.

IDC what people say about landlords being the scum of the earth and charging rent. It is work to be able to do that.

Everyone wants something for nothing. The government schools have actually convinced us that it’s only okay for corporations and governments.


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