What a Waste of Me
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
What a Waste of Me!
So my whole life was meant to work, consume, repeat?
From birth to getting a job, we are being trained to be compliant, competitive, unquestioning little workers for our employers. Then we are manipulated into taking loans for houses and cars, working towards pensions and retirement, only to realize that the pension isn’t enough to live comfortably on.
So by the time you look up, your whole life has been wasted working for others, being away from your spouse and children, if you even have any, prioritizing the wrong things built on false premises. This is a bitter end, a wasting of human potential in this grand scheme of money chasing.
And what’s even worse, you’re marketed to think that achieving these things means you’ve arrived, that you can act like a snob! What a waste of humanity.
What a waste of me!
It’s a wasting of human time and focus on one narrow way, because I could have been planting orchards that produce my food, learning to build my own home bit by bit and not being stranded with a forty-year debt.
I could have had time to question the school system itself. I wouldn’t have been so bogged down in my mind chasing loans and credit card things I myself despise. Time with myself to know myself. But immediately as I’m born, I’m being directed like cattle to go here, think this, choose that. What a waste of me!
And then you’re wasted on two fronts. Your time, energy, and money are wasted, but they expect you to come to their events, bring out your children to their fast-food chains, use their outdoor parks. But where is the time, physical energy, or money to do this after working from 9 am to 9 pm, paying rent or mortgage, tackling rising food prices, daycare costs, kids’ expenses, car and health expenses, tiredness from overwork, and social obligations like going to church, clubs, and visiting extended families?
Life has become intolerable.
What is the end of all this?
This wasting of human life is worldwide. No one is exempt. And what’s the end? Drunken drinking to drown sorrows, single, lonely, can’t quite put your finger on why life feels off, sucky… blown-out, unhealthy bodies and small minds, evil behaviours towards each other. Distractions reinforced by media and influencers to keep you unquestioning right into your grave.
Everyone performing in this giant puppet system, ducking our heads into the sand, blind, weak, courage-less, wishy-washy, neutral, fearful.
What a waste!
The crime against humanity is so deep that we could go off into so many layers and branches, with layers of their own. And I don’t give a fuck about legal crimes. Moral crimes trump legal crimes in my book.
And then usher my children into it?
Then, on top of it, usher my children into it for the next generation? This is where my rage knows no bounds. When I think of my children’s future, when I think of the lack of time with my husband…
So my whole life was meant to work, consume, repeat? And then raise my children to do the same?
I want to rip apart this fake world so much until there is no more trace of this old world and how it operates.
Getting the world back to the starting line
What you consider enormous ambition, I consider getting the world back to the starting line.
Yes, this is just getting back to obvious, bare-minimum, common-sense living standards. When you wake up from the distractions, you see how ridiculous things have been arranged.
I just want young people to wake up, not have their lives continually wasted. I understand you, and that’s not the future Trott Bailey Family Civilization has for you.
I am no longer bank rookie Sher. I am World Ruler Sher, raising up Trott Bailey Family Civilization to change the operations and priorities of the entire world, and no force on Earth will or can stop me.
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