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Waste Not One Ounce of Energy

waste not one ounce of energy on a job that you hate--- shut off your brain & save the usage for the time when you are able to spend your life the way that you want, for work that is not loved is not work at all but simple enslavement enforced upon us who had no decision in the creation of this current system & whose own current status as cogs, does nothing for us in comparison to those that we churn for, in comparison to those whose machine we keep running, for now. waste not one bit of frustration over the word of the supervisor, over the authority which those who decided that they could make decisions for the rest of us, flying around like gnats, performing no actual work themselves, but instead, gaining a higher salary for being a policeman of the workers. leave your logic & common sense at the door, outside the job you hate, because if you bring them in your head will explode, as things inside such a place do not function rationally. knowing the difference between a “labor of love,” or the true sense of work which gives one pride, as opposed to the wage slavery of a job one does to feed themselves in a system that will not provide for them, is crucial.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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