THEY CHANGE YOUR MIND

Where are you in this pyramid of power?
What power do you have in your life?
What level do you think you are on?
Do you own a house, a car, some clothes, some food?
How long will you have them?
Do you have money, do you buy, do you realize your dreams?
How long?
You think you lead your life but maybe you have been put on the lowest level and you don't realize it.
How many debts did you make to live this life? To make your children study? To have this house and this car?
You have debts and can't live peacefully.
You work 10 hours, 12 hours and yet it is not enough. It takes more money and more money. And how will you do one day when you get too tired?
 When will they always want more from you?
What will you do?
The "new slaveholder" often hides the relationship he establishes with his dominated behind the screen of a debt relationship: in short, he forces the enslaved to contract an enormous and inexhaustible debt with them. The forced labor into which they are forced, therefore, is apparently paid, perhaps even well, but immediately disappears into the bottomless pit of debt mentioned above.
The relationship of debt slavery is by no means limited to individuals today, but has expanded and pervades the relations between states and companies that have behaviors towards mankind in general not different from that of the new slaveholders. The relationships between banks, small, medium and large companies, nations, supranational political institutions, multinational companies can today be largely described in the same terms as the relationship between the new slaveholder and the new enslaved: debt is the tool that chains the behavior of all these entities, forces them into a steel cage. The vast majority of the balance sheet of individuals, banks and companies, even those of no small size and above all nations, is destined to pay interest on an almost inexhaustible debt: the "sacrifices" to which we are periodically called do not serve to repay the debt contracted, but simply to pay the interest, perhaps turning it on again. Corporate bankruptcy / centralization processes also follow similar dynamics.
PAYABLES TO BUY HOUSE

PAYABLES TO STUDY

PAYABLES TO PAY THE RENT

PAYABLES TO BUY FOOD

PAYABLES TO BUY THE CAR

PAYABLES TO BUY ITEMS

PAYABLES TO BUY LIFE TO SHOW ON SOCIAL MEDIA

PAYABLES TO CARE FOR HEALTH

DEBTS TO GROW CHILDREN

PAYABLES TO LOOK PERFECT

DEBTS TO BUY BEAUTY

PAYABLES TO BUY SEX

PAYABLES TO BUY FOLLOWERS
PAYABLES TO BUY HOLIDAYS

AND THEM?

WHO IS ABOVE HAS DEBTS LIKE YOU?

OR DO YOU EARN A LOT OF MONEY, 

MONEY YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE?

NIGHTMARES ON MY STREET

A white room, a window the size of a wall, overlooking a forest and a rainy town. A bed. I am standing in the center of the room. It is the end of a dream and I am aware of it, but what can I do? I can’t wake up, I have to keep dreaming. I see a bucket with paint next to my bare feet, I take a brush and start painting. I paint on those white walls, I paint a purple sunset, a red sunset, a black, yellow, blue sunset. That sunset is taking me to another dream, I’m sure … I leave the house, but I feel strange: that is not my house, that is not me. I am a girl of about twelve, with long blond hair and a white handkerchief tied on my head to protect me from the sun. Wait a minute … From the sun? I look around and immediately realize that I am in an enchanted valley. Huge dragons fly overhead, and equally large dinosaurs graze grass in the vast green meadows. Observing them better I notice something that immediately makes me sad. Dinosaurs are black and white. I immediately run into the house and take some pencils, so begins my journey to that enchanted valley where I have decided to color all those dinosaurs that make me so sad. After a while, however, I discover that the dinosaurs I have colored are dying. The people are in revolt, the hunt for the dinosaur stainer begins immediately, so I decide to escape. I take refuge in a tavern, where an old lady recognizes me. Determined to hand me over to her people, she begins to chase me, I take refuge in the basement. There I find a straw broom, so I get on it and fly away … I run away from the lady of the tavern, I run away from the dinosaurs, from the dragons, from that enchanted valley, from that dream that has become a strange and disturbing nightmare …
“Make a wish.” And then a chuckle. I woke up around four in the morning with an uncontrollable urge to feel the carpet under my feet. So I got out of bed, this time inexplicably rested. A comforting clean scent hovered all around. I walked down the hall regretting having forgotten my slippers – the marble was dirty and cold unlike the indigo blue carpet in the room – and in total darkness I pushed the bathroom door without making it creak. Maybe just a little. Inside, the mirror bulbs remained on. The ones that worked. Was it possible that I had left them? The tiles glistened and flowed along the shower cubicle rails like dominoes. A soft and pleasant steam exhaled from the towels, the sink knobs transmuted into a nice face of a mechanical toad. Next to the soap dish, a luminous inscription: “Make a wish”. I opened the hot water and stroked the bar of soap a dozen times, focusing on something I wanted, but I couldn’t think of anything. There was only bubbles and laughter. I wanted to wake up instantly. But it didn’t happen

MY HAUNTED HOUSE

I think my house is full of bad things and I have a schizophrenic neighbor and I think her negative energy after years is building up passing into my house and I don’t know how to do it. I tested the jar with vinegar and salt, dissolved in water, in the attic and it solidified. So there is certainly something. My house is built on a battleground. Besides, the owners are dead there. The first few years things were going well but bad things have been happening since last year. The thing is, I also dated a negative person who I found out was an energy vampire and maybe he put something in here when he came to my house. Or he left us something. I’m cleaning the whole house with vinegar and salt. I also put stones and crystals around. Burned incense. I took a bath with whole salt. But will all this help? Or do I really have to move house? It seems to me that there are now stagnant energies here. I cannot unlock many situations. Do I have to do other things?. I am not religious. I only believe in good and bad energies

TAROTS

There was a time when I used tarot cards but strange things happened in the house where I lived. I saw people who had died. A woman dressed in black crying in the armchair in front of my bed. I could hear the laughter of a child. Then even bad things happened to me. Then one day I saw something silver and they were angels and they entered me and caressed my internal organs. And I felt a lot of well-being. Now I don’t have much positive energy anymore but I still have my tarot cards. In this house where I live now there are many presences and therefore I never wanted to awaken them. A friend of mine told me that I would be a good medium but I don’t know how to become one.

COURAGEOUS WOMEN

Margoth Escobar was at a friend’s birthday party in the town of Puyo in the Ecuadorian Amazon last September when a neighbour called to say her house was on fire.
The blaze destroyed her home and more than $50,000 worth of artisanry that she and other women planned to sell over Christmas. The local fire department said it was an act of arson against Escobar, who belongs to Mujeres Amazonicas, a collective of mostly indigenous women who have banded together to defend their land and the environment against oil extraction and mining.
It was one of several alarming attacks against members of the collective in Ecuador last year, amid a broader trend of threats, smear campaigns and physical violence against women human rights defenders across South America.
Putting aside her distrust of Ecuador’s police and justice system, Escobar filed a criminal complaint at the regional Attorney General’s Office in October. She has not been granted protective measures, despite the risk her activism brings and the attack already suffered.

https://www.amnistia.org/en/news/2019/05/10314/courageous-women-take-risks-to-defend-their-rights

HOUSEWORKS

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the work that women do at 
home is not valued. 
every woman has to arrange,
 tidy up, do laundry and cook 
for her family, besides the work
 she does outside the home.
 but this work at home is often
 done only by the mother. 
children do not even contribute 
because they study and think 
that this housework should be 
done by their mother. 
the father cares and never 
contributes. we are in 2019 
and in most of the European 
states and in America and in the
 rest of the world women are
L obliged to manage the house 
and do all these things for 
women. so often they have no 
time for themselves and neglect 
their passions. 
become frustrated and unhappy.
 husbands and children don't care
 if a mother is sick.
 they spend all their time on 
social media and don't care if 
their mother is unhappy.
 often women do not even have 
friends or friends and here 
they keep everything inside 
themselves and the disease is
 neglected. until they decide 
to leave suddenly and disappear 
or throw themselves into some risky 
extramarital affair. 
women living in big cities can turn 
to some association that helps them. 
but women living in small towns 
have no help.

BE FREE FROM THINGS

FREE YOURSELF FROM ALL YOUR THINGS.
FREE YOUR MIND FROM ALL THIS SHIT.
FREE YOURSELF FROM YOUR PAST.
FREE YOU MIND FROM ADDICTION ON THINGS.

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