You are the gold

All the elites, profiteers and pirates are after one thing. There is money. There is sex. There is power. There are now a million ways to measure how to extract profit from you; from the world. There are for-profit scientists of all kinds. All the way to your drug dealer. Even your wife. They are no different. 

 

But it’s not the businesspeople you need to worry about. They have to serve you something to profit. They cannot do it any other way—unless they have deals with someone who uses force; like the old guard—who seemed to have disappeared after 1776-1789; but are ever present and are puppet masters for anyone who is successful and philanthropic or influential or talented enough to show up on their radar. 

 

These elites will work through you to have us fight and sabotage each other—outside of economics or community; to really use it fuck you they gave work outside liberty and voluntary association.  These elites have to get you to work outside the bounds of negative rights in a free society—or ally with the powers that be in any non-free society. They have to get us to agree to be not free; or they have to use power; like they did for millennia.

 

In a free society, they will get us to be jealous if each other or sabotage each other or loot each other or fight each other—or in advanced cases, form coercive unions.  

 

Some will try to make you think you dont matter. Or you are just a bank account. Or a back to be broken. That is not good business to a profiteer. You are a generator. Stealing your account balance might be a petty thief’s goal; but not the royals which I think you are referring to; whether you know it or not. 

 

If they kill you; or disable you, that is bad business; even for a theif. They want you healthy and using your back. Otherwise they cannot really profit.

 

For us, sex, power and money will draw us to their game—not that sex or money is bad; but se don’t have to agree to easy money—but they will tempt us with easy, disproportionate sex, power or money to agree to give them something that is none of the three; and gloriously to do it to others: each other. 

 

And the elites profit is not really money. It is eyerony. It is sexual and spiritual eyerony. They want us to volunteer to be chess pieces on their board; and they want us to feel the power of being a chess masters of other pawns; or bishops or rooks. The elites need us to be generators for their planetary pyrotechnic. They need us. They cannot do it without t if s. Without us they are not total. They rule nothing. And without this sexual-spiritual eyeronic tragicomedy, they have no offering for their gods. It is not our money they want. If us not our sec they want. It us nit really even power they want. It is us as actors. We are the gold. But only if we agree.