Generation Doom: Defunding An 8-Year Old Boy
At 8 years old, my parents couldn’t afford us Christmas gifts. I exploded with sadness. All-day visions of other kids getting gifts, while I was left with a bag of candy canes.
Total submission to the thought of being left out.
When my emotions kick in, my brain directs like an award-winning movie creator. Mini pity movies playing 24/7.
Spooky form of distraction for an 8-year-old. Programmed to be distracted by FOMO (fear of missing out.)
You see, economic programming is placed in front of my senses.
Every day my hearing, tasting, touching, seeing, and smelling get gang banged by pumped-up marketing.
I didn’t need new toys… But I’ll moan at the thought of having a NEW toy. Doped up by design.
This distraction was turning into an infection. Crap! I’m turning into the walking dead!
Mysterious shit to experience as an observer.
Thank God for my parents and honesty.
The truth set them free. They didn’t dig a bigger hole. They accepted being poor and gave us Christmas without shiny objects.
The system hypnotized my family to worship and value the race.
“Be in a hurry or you’ll miss out!”
It’s dangerous and defunds the heart.
I try my best not to fall for frustrations, fights, denial, and guilt.
Otherwise, I’ll get drunk on guilt and greed.
Take this and hug it tightly:
Everything is programming. Whatever you feed will grow. Feed the truth. Elimination is freedom. Fast from the rules of systems.
Total submission to the thought of being left out.
When my emotions kick in, my brain directs like an award-winning movie creator. Mini pity movies playing 24/7.
Spooky form of distraction for an 8-year-old. Programmed to be distracted by FOMO (fear of missing out.)
You see, economic programming is placed in front of my senses.
Every day my hearing, tasting, touching, seeing, and smelling get gang banged by pumped-up marketing.
I didn’t need new toys… But I’ll moan at the thought of having a NEW toy. Doped up by design.
This distraction was turning into an infection. Crap! I’m turning into the walking dead!
Mysterious shit to experience as an observer.
Thank God for my parents and honesty.
The truth set them free. They didn’t dig a bigger hole. They accepted being poor and gave us Christmas without shiny objects.
The system hypnotized my family to worship and value the race.
“Be in a hurry or you’ll miss out!”
It’s dangerous and defunds the heart.
I try my best not to fall for frustrations, fights, denial, and guilt.
Otherwise, I’ll get drunk on guilt and greed.
Take this and hug it tightly:
Everything is programming. Whatever you feed will grow. Feed the truth. Elimination is freedom. Fast from the rules of systems.
