ِMoney enslavement: how we lost labor, the pleasure of life

It’s as if we’re moving from one enslavement to another, with nothing changing but the surface. The real jewel is the same, and if we do not realize it, the web of events is so elaborate that it glows from the quiver of reality, with bright names and titles. I will not pretend it’s fake, it rather embellishes our souls, we live in the chaos of its stinging glow and we sin when our chaos get a hold of us and we do not own the right to capture our losses in engaging it. It’s true that work is a human responsibility, and we depend on it so it would support us on the fragile pillars of life, but it’s the sacrifice of the battle of existence, and a goal more than a means.