They say,
But everyone does it…
And so the blind leap,
One by one,
Off bridges built by banks
And dreams sold in payment plans.
We are born
Into a kingdom of chains,
Where freedom is credit
And happiness is leased
At 29.9% APR.
They whisper,
Keep up, stay pretty, stay busy,
But really they mean:
Stay dumb, stay stressed, stay asleep.
Because the gears must grind
On the bones of the buzzing.
The Machine feasts
On your hurry,
On your need to be liked,
On that hit of dopamine
You call a new gadget.
But you —
You are the glitch.
You see the matrix behind the mall.
You hear the hum beneath the hustle.
You know:
You don’t have to run just because the treadmill is moving.
There is power
In pause.
In thinking differently.
In asking:
What if I said no?
What if I chose
To reap the harvest
Without sowing my soul?
It is not easy.
Freedom never is.
But once you seize
Your time, your choices, your future —
Anxiety stops being a monster
And becomes
A moment.
A nudge.
A whisper.
A gentle reminder
To pay attention.
To stay awake.
To live,
Not just survive.
You are smarter than the machine.
And that’s where the revolution begins.
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