Down the Rabbit Hole
East of the Ozarks
Sunny 66 Degrees
9:27 a.m.
As a college drop out, a single one hour recital away from completing my music degree, I’m not qualified, by Matrix standards, for any kind of real job.
The only thing I’m qualified to do is to own the entire company.
When I started my first business, I thought it was actually business that I was interested in.
Getting customers, offering a great product, building wealth. Those are all of the exciting things they write about in books.
I have to admit, getting my first order from the interwebz back in 2002 is something I will never forget.
I chased the trappings of success for a long time. But things never materialized in the way I dreamed about them.
What worked for others to achieve success just never worked out that same way for me.
Eventually, I realized that “business” isn’t something I care about much at all.
What I really care about is freedom.
Business is simply a tool to create that. It is a tool to express a love for that.
But chasing freedom is a silly thing to do. Because freedom is our inherent state. It is how we arrive.
What happens from there is what screws up our understanding of that.
The truth is:
YOU ARE FREE…RIGHT NOW.
It is only fear, social conditioning, and a learned dread of the unknown that creates the restraints you perceive and keeps you from thinking, speaking and acting in accordance with your true freedom.
As we watch the Matrix crumble before our eyes, the truth about its illusion will slowly be made plain:
It is not the power of the corrupt that builds or fortifies the walls of the prison, its structures and mechanisms are kept alive only by the fear of those who choose to think, speak and act as though they are real.