Don’t Break Your Back

We all love to work. Right? Wrong? Oh. Well, I agree.

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Actually, me and work kinda go hand-in-hand. Best friends. Two peas in a pod. Don't get me wrong, I'm by no means a “good employee”. I do what my application says I have to do, I let the “pros” handle the dirty work, and I just barely care enough to not cuss anyone out. Usually. I like to stay busy to pass the time but I don't like being overworked. I feel like that's how many in the working class feel. But what is it about jobs that people hate so much? Well, It could be the fact that you're selling your life away to a huge corporation that doesn't care about you enough to pay you decently or even fair working conditions, and would very likely shoot you out the door and replace you within the next two seconds because at the end of the day, WE. ARE. DISPOSABLE.

At least, in the work environment we are.

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Laborious jobs have always been around and there have always been people who need to do them. However, something happened along the lines where a few wealthy pig-heads got together and decided they wanted more money but knew that in order for them to make more, we would start asking for more. So how do you solve a problem like that? Well, you develop a system where such people would pretty much be forced, I'm sorry…implored into working “flexible” hours for a “living” wage, or else they would be launched out of the socioeconomic loop that runs our material world. In layman's: fuck you, pay me.

America is truly a land of gangs. The Government being the biggest one of all. But that's another topic for another entry. I said everything aforementioned to simply say that we are being drained of our energy so that we don't have any left for our deeper passions. This is the existential plight we’ve collectively experienced since TPTB took over this world.

Passion rules the real world. The world that any can see once they’ve unplugged from The Matrix and finally opened their eyes to the true reality that surrounds us. We go to work to pay bills, pay for surgeries, keep our cars running, keep our stomachs full…but it wasn't always like this. And people definitely weren't always miserable wage slaves. I don't mean to use the term “wage slaves” as a derogatory against the working class (I am still currently a proud member), I simply use it to refer to society as how the corporations views it.

Once upon a time, people were free enough to be able to go out and travel. Like, really travel. No documents, permits, licenses, or anything. They could explore the world unrestricted by any so-called laws or regulations. People could get their food from whatever source was available and there would be no one around to tell them how much it cost or how much they could take. We could build, enlighten ourselves through spirituality or alternative religions, we could congregate and not worry about invaders or any disruptions because we were “being disruptive”. The world was once a free, yet civilized utopia until money as we know it was created. Then the banks, then the governments, and so forth. I could get deeper into the discrepancies of the Gilded Age but I'll let you research that for yourself.

Highly recommend it.

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I know when I go into my job at Polywood, I'm feeling one of two feelings. Either dread or optimism. I try to stay optimistic, telling myself that “money is on the way, so just keep pushin’ so you can meet your goals”. And I do. To the best of my ability, I do. See, I've had nights where it's gotten to be too much. Trust me. There have been plenty of times when I wanted to tell my coworkers to “go to Hell” or grab a piece of lumber and slap it across their faces like a wet churro. No cinnamon.

I've had my moments where I had to hit the bathroom before I hit somebody. I've had to bite my tongue, I've had to speak up. Sometimes you gotta let ‘em know. But throughout all those times, I always knew how far I could take it and how far it would go. Once, I was fired after just a week... Havoline in Roxboro, NC. I started at $12 and the B.U.M I worked with was making $10. When envy gets a hold of you, seek help immediately. Please. For your sake.

Of course, what can you do? It's a job. We've been told since childhood that no matter what, the authority figure doesn't care about you or your problems so don't complain about it. And it's all very true. A company's only goal is to make money, not care about people's well-being. Even when products are geared toward the well-being of its consumers, it’s often through false advertising. But I'd argue that's the problem with our society. Seriously. How many times have you witnessed injustice go on freely because the world says it would be wrong to stop it, even if it's the morally right thing to do? More than you can count, I'm sure.

So hear me out. That whole “it is what it is" attitude can be very useful in a world where some people HAVE to grow up tough because wicked people put others through traumatic experiences and evil has taken over the planet. But as I've said, it wasn't always like this.

While we can fully understand the methods of pushing through these strenuous jobs, we can't ever forget why we're doing this in the first place. Knowledge is power and if we just gathered up the power to tell these corporations to go fuck themselves, then I'm sure we could make some shockwaves. We can't ever complain about our jobs because then we look like “bad employees” or “slackers” or whatever other childish insults our coworkers and superiors want to throw on us.

We get treated differently when we push against what clearly isn't natural to us. People are meant to be free and expressive, not confined and conformed. And people are TIRED! They're exhausted! No being in this entire Cosmos was ever meant to do laborious tasks for several hours a day, nonstop, with minimal or no breaks! Along with the harsh consequences if we ever so chose to quit this system altogether! This. Isn't. Normal. It isn't natural, and we need to move on from it. It seems like that's exactly what's happening if you’re aware of your surroundings.

These are all age-old arguments though. As time passes, people get more and more frustrated with their living conditions if they don't improve. And jobs aren't getting any better. Job pay hasn't been the same since Reagan but I guess no one wants to talk about that. Now you have Trump trying to come back as some kind of “Felonious Savior” or something. Biden isn't any good either. He just screwed us on taxes big time. Go look that up. I don't have any political affiliation. I think it's all monkey business. But it's good to stay informed.

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Anyway, in conclusion, don't break your back. Not even for your own company. Always work smarter, never harder. You work “harder” by simply getting the work done. As long as you're getting the most imperative goals done and continuously adding to your craft or business, you'll find success. It's just bound to happen if you're dedicated enough and willing to put in the real work. Not the work that pays the bills, the work that will make sure you never have to worry about a bill ever again. And so many people say it's impossible. Well, they're obviously not living that kind of lifestyle. So who are they to talk?

Live your life, make your money, and plan ahead. Set goals and come up with a plan to get you out of the rat trap they call the workforce. Rockefeller and Henry Ford are the men responsible for work culture even becoming a thing in America, and Reagan and his backward-ass economics screwed over everybody in the Modern Era.

Learn, research, study, inform, evolve.

• Sincerely yours, Mr. Mogul 💎