One of the most distressing ways that our lives are controlled is via restrictions on our time. Obviously, most of this stems from the control of the monetary system. This allows those in power to effectively force us to devote a significant amount of our energies toward the Cabal in the form of our labor. But even beyond that, there are far more restrictions on time which erode our quality of life.
For those who travel to go to work, how much time is spent preparing to ‘go to the workplace’ and how much time is spent ‘commuting’? I bet it is at least 10 hours a week for most people – far more than that for some.
Another is ‘the waiting game’. In many places, “hurry up and wait” is the name of the game. The waiting game will get you if you are going to a local doctor or government office. It will also get you if flying is a regular endeavor. Do you wish to see a concert or watch some sort of sporting event? Again, hurry up! Now…wait…and wait…and wait some more.
What about the ubiquity of this phenomenon?
“Please hold for the next available customer service representative. Your time is important to us.”
Then there are the things which get crowded out as we fight our ways through the matrix of daily life. You know, time for relaxation, family time, meditation and solitude, sleep, exercise, taking care of one’s living space, taking care of our bodies (‘waiting room’ time does not count).
So much of our time is literally not our own, and this is true for virtually everyone – including the Cabal. If someone has a boss, master, or ‘handler’ of some kind – they are expected to spend their time as directed by those above them. Your time is spent working on projects or studying disciplines which serve to keep the matrix of control in place; if you are in a profession such as “medicine” or “law” so much of your time is spent researching core concepts that you are voluntarily programming yourself with the dogma of that profession. Notice how those who rise up to positions of leadership tend to be workaholics who continually reinforce the Status Quo. This is not an accident.
For the good our species and the planet we live on, this has to change. Much of what humans consider ‘productivity’ is really damaging to ourselves and the environment. Being a workaholic causes one to usually live a life of misery or to become someone who enjoys making others miserable. My hope is that after the EVENT humanity will look at all of the ‘time vaccums’ which have been created to keep us under control and work sensibly to eliminate as many of them as possible.
It is not beneficial for us to be spending all of our time in a wasteland of bureaucracy. We have the capability to change this and create a world far enjoyable for all. This means everyone, too. If you’ve read this far, you’ve probably noticed all the above are “first-world problems” – which is an oft-used self-derisive term I hear from overworked and overstressed parents in the Western world.
But there is truth to it – these issues are benign compared to war, famine, resource depletion, and disease. But these “first-world problems” are considered to be the best that people can expect for their lives. Think about it – for 99.99% of the people on Earth, in our current economic system this is as far as most people can improve their lives within the matrix of control. If this is the pinnacle of ‘success’, then it is high time we reconsider our priorities as a species. Rethinking how we spend our time is fundamental to improving our world.
Although I am already working on ideas on how to give time back to people, the work will really begin in earnest at the time of the EVENT. As you might expect, I’m tired of waiting!
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you’re older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell
Video Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwYX52BP2Sk