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thoughts on the slave-ocracy part 1

corporations master a slaveocracy factories master a wage freeze and people build what they need but rarely can they buy and when they can they are made to feel guilt for spending a dime the oppression of the purchase powers that be take over corner stores for a slight fee the loss of public space and the freedom of choice to instill a monopoly on bay street they play ticker tape parades for heroes of the day but fail to feed the masses that they hope to enslave they call it employment but without a living wage it is perpetual destitution and poverty every day and your two choices of politicians are all ready a part of the game born into a cube with no doorway out the only freedom is who you love and even then they try to take away your right to say it they want to usher in the end, because then they can profit off of emergency supplies and weapons they hide they use the religion of the doomed to escalate the tensions created by borders and countries with names they tell those indoctrinated as children that the only way to solve this is to pray even as they strip them bare and tell them their god will forgive there must be some kind of way out of here said the joker to the thief because a toke every day, and i just cant get no relief from this world of fiefdom and pseudo-science this world of tyranny and lies deceit and transactions instead of action and debt instead of equality

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