Freedom (part 2)

Freedom (part 2)

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This seems to be a big problem and a daily occurrence with the world today. We are slowly being brainwashed to believe what they want us to believe, see things they want you to see, hear things they want you to hear. Slowly changing your perspectives, the way you view yourself, people and the environment around you. They paint false images of what perfection looks like, you know the fast cars, nice houses, Rolexes, etc. for the ladies, they've redefined perfection to be slim waist, big bosoms, fleece make up and so on, creating a problem of most of them not truly knowing and appreciating self worth. They don't even see themselves as perfect until they acquire these qualities. The media would also falsify stories by adding a little bit of salt to it in order to boost their ratings. You know, how we all add a little bit of lie to our stories when we tell friends who don't seem to be interested, just so we can get their attention? This has been going on for decades. People dying all around the world, storied that should be constantly aired in order to ignite some sort of spark that could one day, hopefully change the world. But no, they rather give you a quick headline of it and then switch it to news on which celebrity is dating who or something else that's totally irrelevant to the problems of the world. I know I'm probably ranting a lot for your liking and the main question that's probably ringing in your minds is "how do we solve the problem?" Like I mentioned earlier, the problem is that most of us don't know we are under mental slavery and the ones that do can't face the truth. They're so far into it that they feel comfortable and have accepted it as it is. So I guess the only way to be truly free is not necessarily to isolate yourself from it all, but to open your eyes and ears to see and listen to the things you can't see and hear. At least once you know the truth it is now up to you to decide what to believe and where to go from there.
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The world is screwed up place. Everyone in it just wants peace when it isn't promised to nobody. We work for ourselves to try to improve our ways of life only for someone who has more to take it. Everything is about monetary gain and if you don't got the green you better have a way to survive. Help wont come when you need it. There is no home and having shame is a simple thing of the past. We all tell people to have hope. We tell them that if they work hard enough that change will eventually come and with that change they will find their happy ending. I've watched humans kill for that happy ending. I've committed murder when a tyrant thought to torture the only good thing in this world I have ever found in this fucked up place. Even when I tried to save it, I still lost it. Yeah, you heard right. I am no saint. This world is far from cupcake and t ,rainbows and their isn't not one soul that could tell me different. I have had to fight to survive since the day I lii I broke out of an egg into this world. No one has ever known where I came from and from the moment I got here I've never know any kindness. I have always been the odd one out because I was different. I'm not talking different just because the color of my skin. I'm talking different because when I get well and truly pissed I turn into a vicious monster. I'm not talking a kiddie monster like the one that creeps under your bed while you are sleeping or chooses to hide in your closet. I'm the type that you cant get away from. I travel through space and time. If I want you, I will have you. I have the powers of invisibility on my side, and you will never see me coming. There is no one that can catch me because I can poof away at the drop of a hat. If that doesn't scare you than the thousands of scars on my body and my size definitely will. But who cares about that shit anyway. Looks aren't everything. I am Maximus.

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