Il n’y en aura pas, du moins pas telle que nous l’entendons aujourd’hui, en termes de valeur monétaire. Car dans un système d’égalité, personne n’est plus important qu’un autre, personne ne mérite plus qu’un autre, peu importe ses capacités ou ses performances dans son travail.
Attardons-nous un moment sur ce qu’implique la notion de récompense dans notre système actuel, le système capitaliste.
Dans ce système, il n’y a pas le choix : nous devons impérativement faire de l’argent pour pouvoir vivre. Et au plus gros notre porte-feuille, au plus confortable et sécurisée notre vie et celle de notre famille, aux plus grands notre pouvoir, nos choix et nos libertés. Bien entendu, la plus grande motivation dans notre vie est l’argent – l’argent est ce après quoi nous courons tous. Nous sommes donc inévitablement en compétition l’un avec l’autre.
C’est très jeune qu’on nous enseigne la compétition. Nos parents nous l’enseignent quand il nous apprennent que ce monde est dur et que, pour réussir dans la vie, il faut se battre ; qui nous l’enseignent aussi dans les cadeaux que nous recevons pour notre conduite ou notre réussite à l’école. Notre système éducatif nous l’apprend aussi quand il s’empresse de nous classer selon nos cotations. Notre système social nous le montre également déjà dès l’enfance quand il nous incite à suivre une mode pour faire comme les autres et être accepté. Notre régime du travail qui nous fait devenir l’employé du mois et augmente notre paie pour les efforts que nous avons fournis. Le système religieux qui, à force de prière, nous promet la récompense du Paradis. Sans oublier, bien entendu, le Père Noël qui me récompensait quand je n’étais qu’un petit garçon !
Récompense et compétition sont partout. Et cette compétition ne s’arrête évidemment pas là. Elle existe aussi quand deux pays partent en guerre ou quand deux entreprises s’affrontent pour savoir qui ou quoi sera le meilleur, engendrant son flot de destruction. Juste parce qu’il y en a un qui se croit meilleur que l’autre.
Avec un Système Monétaire Egal, la récompense n’existera simplement plus. La Vie sera mise en avant, la vie de chacun, chaque individu étant l’égal d’un autre, et personne n’étant laissé pour compte. De plus, cette récompense et cette compétition, seront devenues complètement inutile. Puisque tout est à la portée de tout le monde, puisque chacun a les mêmes chances, puisque nous avons le confort et ce qu’il y a de meilleur, pourquoi s’ennuyer à rechercher une récompense de ce genre ?
Il y aura juste nous, égaux, et qui de plus faisons ce que nous avons envie de faire. Et c’est là où existe une récompense : la gratitude. Que quelqu’un vous dise simplement merci, ou vous offre un repas, une fête, pour le service rendu. Quel meilleur moyen de s’accomplir dans son travail que ce genre de récompense ?
There will be none, at least not as we understand it today, in terms of a monetary value. For, in an equality system, no one is more important than another, no one deserves more than another, regardless of ability or performance at work.
Let us dwell a moment upon the implications of the reward concept in our current system, the capitalist system.
In this system, there is no choice: we absolutely must make money to live. And the largest our wallet is, the most comfortable and secure our lives and our family are, the greatest our power, our choices and freedoms are. Of course, the biggest motivation in life is money – money is what we are all chasing after. We are thus inevitably in competition with each other.
It’s from very young we are taught competition. Our parents teach us when we learn that this world is tough and that, to succeed in life, we have to fight. They teach us competition as well by offering gifts for good behaviour or success in school. Our educational system teaches it too when it categorizes us according to our scores from first to last. Our social system shows it as well since childhood when it urges to follow a fashion to be like others and be accepted. Our labour system that makes of us the employees of the month and raises our pay for the efforts we have provided. The religious system that, by dint of prayers, promises the reward of Heaven. Not forgetting, of course, Santa Claus, which rewarded me when I was only a little child!
Rewards and competition are everywhere. And this competition of course does not stop there. It also exists when two countries go to war or when two companies compete to see who or what will be the best, causing destruction on the way. Just because there is one who feels better than the other.
With a Equal Money System, no such rewards will exist. Life will be put forward, everyone’s lives, every individual equal to another and no one left behind. Furthermore, this reward and competition will become completely useless. Indeed, if everything is within everyone’s reach, if everyone has an equal chance, if we have the comfort and what is the best, why bother to seek a reward like that?
There will be just us, equal, and furthermore doing what we want to do. And that’s there that exists a reward: this is gratitude. Simply someone saying “thank you”, or even offering a meal, or a party, for the service provided. What better way to fulfillment in one’s endeavour that such a kind of reward?
THIS ARTICLE IS A COPY OF THE MESSAGE I LEFT ON THE DESTONIAN FORUM.
Hi Marlen.
I will make this video public, okay.
The day after I posted that video, on my way back home, expecting to see again these “drunk” homeless people, I experienced a fear and started to apply self-forgiveness. My starting point for this forgiveness was a scenario I was imagining about me encountering them and saying what I wanted to say. I was seeing myself explaining to them why I would never give any money to them: because they’re drunk, they live in a fantasy world, and they have to get out of it. I was also expecting they would reply that they needed also food to eat, and so that would mean I would let them die. “Yes, I will let you die” – is what I would have said. I was afraid of coming to that extent.
This is the forgiveness I applied, which seems to be, now that I have a look at it, from a starting point of fear and of wanting to avoid the worst case scenario I was imagining. Though, after I applied this, I experienced a release – no mind – and felt ready to meet them and speak to them. Not as the scenario within my mind existing from the starting point of considering them as “drunk/alcoholic”, but speaking to them as who they were in the moment, considering them without any definition or judgement. This is the forgiveness I applied:
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge drunk people as people not willing to face themselves.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to get angry at people not willing to face themselves.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge and believe that the drunk people I see in the street are not willing to face themselves and to blame them and get angry at them.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to believe that this world needs people willing to face themselves – and to become angry at people not willing to face themselves.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to become angry at myself not willing to face myself.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge that I’m not willing to face myself because I drink alcohol (from a perspective of placing myself as someone drinking alcohol – I don’t drink alcohol).
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to see those three drunk homeless people as the experience I myself had through drinking alcohol as not willing to face myself, suppressing myself, and living in a beautiful reality covering the truth of who I am.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge alcohol as way to get away from self, to escape from self.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to get angry at people consuming alcohol and having fun through drinking alcohol because I judge that they are suppressing what they really experience inside themselves and express themselves as this point of suppression of themselves.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to blame and get angry at people false presentation of themselves.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to blame and get angry at this pictured presentation reality because it’s destroying the physical reality.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to get angry at people because I judge they are destroying this reality.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to blame people for actions they take – such as drinking alcohol – because they destroy this reality through supporting the pictured presentation mind reality.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to become angry at actions and things that destoy this reality.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to believe that, me, I was not destroying reality – I was not participating in a pictured presentation mind reality – that I was ‘more than’ others because I take the step of stopping myself as the mind/pictured presentation of myself.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to realize that anger, blame, comparison and judgment is as well a game of the mind, and that I’m myself therefore participating in and as a pictured presentation mind reality.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to make myself more than others because I walk process.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge and believe that some people just have to be removed from this world because I judge they won’t be able to stand on their own two feet.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to support people standing up on their own two feet because I’ve believed myself to be more than them.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge people around me of being systems in this world – destroying themselves and everything around them – and to believe myself to be better than them because I’m walking process.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to separate myself from this world and from people into the belief that I’m better than them.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to realize that I am a system – and that it is as a system that I’m walking my process – in order to let go of the system.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to believe myself to be better than others because I don’t drink alcohol.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to define people according to what they drink instead of according to who they are as they express themselves in the moment.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to name someone ‘drunk’ and to act according to my own beliefs and judgments of what alcohol is according to past experiences and knowledge of myself and of this world.
I accept people as the presence of themselves in the moment, not as knowledge I have about them – such as defining someone of being alcoholic. I allow myself to stand equal to them in every moment.
I realize that I can’t go to each beggar I meet in the street and start a conversation to explain my perspective on alcohol or give support. But sometimes I could hear what those people have to say – something I never really allowed myself to do but only from a perspective of being “nice” with them. I’m gonna have a look at this when a next opportunity comes to meet them.
What is sure at this moment is that I won’t accept in my world people deliberately destroying themselves.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to resist the reaction within me when someone comes to me, saying they like what I did, judging myself of doing things for others instead of doing it for myself.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to want to call people’s attention and to act in my life according to what people expect or to what I believe people expect from me.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to resist the reaction within myself as the energetic relationship I create with others.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge me in my mind as a voice in my head – of doing what I do to call people’s attention.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to struggle with the voice in my head as the belief and judgement that I act for others / to get people’s attention.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to resist the sexual desires I have because I perceive it as enslavement.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to desire a relationship/agreement with someone and to blame me of accepting and allowing myself to be enslaved.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to resist the idea of enslavement within me.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to be afraid to be enslaved because I’m afraid I would create again a movement inside me because of which I would fall and fade away again.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to be afraid to fall, to give myself reasons, to procrastinate, and to fade away again – because of the enslavement I perceive relationships are.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to define relationships as enslavement and to be in conflict with the expression of relationship in this world.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to resist relationship within me – instead of letting go of my desire for a relationship.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to trust myself in every moment as breath applied and lived in every moment.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to react on the picture of being a child supported by his parents, not able to walk by himself.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to react on the words I write that I judge as being part of this design of being a child supported by his parents.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge me of being a child, meaning someone not able to stand on his own.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to react on people around me who have “good attentions” towards me – react in anger, in resistance – because I perceive that they find that I’m not able to stand on my own.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to link my perception of people’s good attentions to the idea that I’m not able to stand on my own.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to believe myself to not be able to stand on my own.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to simply breathe and direct myself in the moment, living self-trust in every moment.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to use knowledge without awareness.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to express myself without awareness.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to judge myself when expressing without awareness.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to live as self-awareness, that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to live as attention I gave to others instead.
When I realize that I’ve spoken something without awareness, knowledge, I don’t judge or blame myself. I breathe instead and allow myself to look at and redefine this knowledge as an expression of myself. I correct myself one step at a time, breath by breath.
I disconnect myself from the idea that I express myself for/according to others – I don’t participate in any energetic movement of expression for/according to others. I stop energy in every ways through breathing in every moment.
Strange existence we have. All around us shiny hopes and dreams, happiness at the reach of our hands, and love as the ultimate solution to all problems. This exact same existence where one being dies of starvation every five seconds. This world where if you don’t have money, you have nothing. This Earth that we consume with no respect for life whatsoever.
This is the world we live in, the real world. Not a fucking dreamland paradise, but the land where you, me and everyone else exist – in a total disregard for each other. A place of abuse where just a smile on a face and words of ‘love’ were sufficient to call it ‘life’. But has life in fact ever existed in this world or is it just a mere illusion?
It’s an illusion – like love, like happiness – because it has been built up on fear, on each one’s desire to protect themselves from themselves and the outside world, from everything that’s driving us to feel uncomfortable. What we call ‘life’ is in fact only survival.
There’s a guy I like who has interesting perspectives on this reality we call ‘life’. His name is Tyler Durden, the hero of one of my favourite movies: Fight Club.
Amongst everything Tyler says, he also emphasizes a point that I consider important in own my life, but that, in our constant chase of love and happiness, we do our best to avoid: The experience of pain.
Understand that, when I say ‘pain’, I don’t mean ‘physical pain’, but what each one of us are suppressing deep inside of ourselves – all that’s negative, in ourselves and in our world – all that is of conflict, fear, anger, etc. – everything hidden and suppressed. Interestingly enough, it’s like this world we live in: Everything that’s negative is suppressed and hidden to ourselves, so that we can continue to live in ignorance is bliss. The outside is a reflection of what we allow inside.
That’s what this reality is: A system of suppression, of fear, of ourselves and of our world – and we are all the participant and the supporters of this corrupted. Just because we have accepted fear as a norm and a way of living.
This system has to end. To do that, there is only one solution: We have to face our fears and free ourselves, raise our voice in this world as an expression of ourselves that is able to stand no matter what – not being anymore directed by fear and make of this existence a place worth living.
In Fight Club, there is a scene that I like above others, where the pain is here, and just cannot be removed – he has no choice but to experience the pain no matter what. But yet he tries, and interesting points open of what in our world itself is accepted.
Guided meditation.
Where we divert our attention on something else, escaping from the moment, trying to feel good about ourselves – instead of being here, dealing with the pain, accepting it – so that we can effectively remove it.
“Stay with the pain, don’t shut this out!”
“Don’t deal with it [the pain] the way those dead people do. Come On!”
Pain is bad.
Is there really a possibility to change without pain? Without the reality test of our own convictions? Where there is pain exists a moment to question who we believe we are and to realize what is real about us and what is just an illusion.
“What you’re feeling is premature enlightenment.”
God.
There exists a God, so exist redemption and paradise, so exists hope.
Hope is one way of suppressing one’s pain, where we simply choose to live in a possible future, because we don’t want to see what’s really and, by the way, accepting the ultimate hope as God to justify all the pain that exists in this world.
“Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.”
Death.
Death is a constant for everyone of us, yet we choose to be afraid of it.
At the end of our existence, would you be afraid of dying, or would you be ready to die? Would your life be worth living, so that you can laugh when Death comes to visit you?
“First you have to give up.”
First you have to know – not fear – know that one day you are going to die.”
Letting go.
Freedom exists where fear is not – when we are not limited by anything of who and what we perceive ourselves and our world to be. In this freedom exists real power.
“Its only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”
Now you know why I like this scene. To simply be who really are, and to create this life as a reflection or ourselves – a dignified life for all -, we have to let go, accept the pain, just look at it, to release it once and for all – so that freedom as an expression of ourselves can exist.
I have had an overview of this freedom already, and realize in every moment that fear can indeed be stopped – and that if fear can be stopped in me, then this fake and abusive reality can as well be stopped, for each and every being on this Earth.
I walk with Desteni, in the process of realizing myself as Life from the physical. This means that I’m dedicated to know myself beyond everything I ever believed myself to be, dedicated to change, and dedicated to bring forth a system that will not be based on fear – but on self-enjoyment in every moment, in every way, and for every being in Existence.
Join me at Desteni, and discover yourself as Life.
Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don’t you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can’t think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you’re supposed to read? Do you think every thing you’re supposed to think? Buy what you’re told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you’re alive. If you don’t claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned- Tyler.
I was writing yesterday about a realization I had in the train on my way home, but got lost – lost my starting point in this realization, how the experience really occured – I tried to assemble tpieces and was not able to explain it clearly to myself. I went to sleep, and now I’m here and clear about the point.
So yesterday I was in the train going home. My head was crowded by thoughts, and I experienced a tiredness in my body. So I stood still a moment, decided to stop the thoughts through breathing, not allowing one of them.
Then one thought called my attention. It was about an idea of doing something in the future, something to place in my planning, that sounded interesting at first, but that had absolutely nothing to do with the moment – because I decided to breathe, and that was it. So my I attention was called by that thought: I literally experienced that I was sucked out by it, like I was running through a tunnel to that thought/point of attention, rushing into my mind one moment – then coming back as breath.
After that I realized the stupidity of my allowance to procrastinate.
I always walked my process through making plans in the future. But sometimes I didn’t want to face something and made up excuses, procrastinated. And to do that, for this procrastination to be more acceptable to me, I constantly looked at my experience of the days before, defining myself according to points of self-application that occured before, as though I had a sufficient quota of “good deeds” and thus could stop for a moment. That is how I made it easy to accept procrastination.
In doing so, I generated a positive feeling, an energy inside me. This energy is the result of thinking that I applied myself effectively, that that I made “good deeds”, and that all I have to do now is to continue applying myself – but I don’t do it in the moment and live as a future projection of myself of a perceived change of myself. I don’t live now, but in the past and the future, and this energy/thoughts is what preoccupy me in the present.
I realize that I always defined myself according to that energy, that I never stopped participating in it, and specifically through procrastination, which creates this energetic experience inside me.
With this thought that sucked me out and my refusal to participate in it, I realized that I in fact, through living this design of procrastination, through allowing myself to experience this positive feeling, I was doomed to continuously have my attention called by something separate from me. I realized the stupidity of procrastination, of how I lived my process until now – that there was no way I could get to really know me if I’d remain addicted to this positive feeling I got through making excuses and procrastinating.
I realize also that this very same energetic positive experience is present in different aspects of my life. For instance, it is present in my writings, where I start to write myself as energy, as positivity, where I believe that I understood something, I believe that I had a realization, and write about it, and then, later on, realize that my “realization” was not real because it did not stand the test of time. Another instance would be ways of expressing myself – body movements, ways of turning my words, tone of my voice, etc. – as pictures that I see in my mind and play out in reality (a movement of my hand can be enough to generate a feeling inside me). Another instance, and from a different perspective, is when I come face to face with someone and, instead of breathing and being present, unconditional in expression, with no positive or negative movement, I try to please the person – I support a personality of “kindness” through procrastinating/making excuses and the feeling I get thereof.
So I realize that, through existing with excuses, procrastinating, participating as this energy in my mind, I’m also accepting other experiences as the very same energetic expression in various aspects of my life – that I am building who I am on energy and making myself a lie. I realize that I have to stop completely my participation in and as energy – and this has to start with stopping the experience of procrastination.
So now, I’m in the process of stopping energy, positive as well as negative, stopping every excuse that stand in my way, stopping my mind completely – to be able to get to know me as who I really am.
Why do I let go of relationships? Why do I let go of my desire to be with someone?
Sometimes I was walking across the streets and realized that I had this desire within me: a desire to share my life with someone. I noticed this ‘positivity’ within me, this certainty, this directiveness – “that is what I want, and I’m actually able to get it” – a relationship.
I noticed that this feeling, this desire to be with someone, manifested the moment I started to enjoy myself with myself in what I do – from the moment I started to be cool, that is the moment the desire to be with someone appeared within me. A positive energy that made me feel comfortable with myself, and then more comfortable with people.
But then, in that desire, I allowed limitation, because I was no more just doing things for me, but instead doing things to get the attention of someone. And when I looked in the eyes of some girls around me, I was looking at them as a possible person I would be in a relationship with. And that, I was experiencing as my whole behaviour changing, transforming, trying to please, trying to be kind with them – instead of being myself, unconditional. I literally changed and shaped myself. And this is the reason why I let go of it.
So I decided to let go. And the moment of that decision, I felt released already and more directive. The person I was looking at was just another human being – there was no difference, there was preference – there was no-one more or less.
So now when I start to feel this desire, I breathe and let go – because that’s all there is and the rest is just self-imposed limitation.
For seven years of my life I have been taking drugs. I was smoking pot a lot, drinking alcohol and, occasionaly, taking other drugs. And then suddenly I stopped everything. That’s when I met Desteni.
I met Desteni, applied the tools and chose to be real. What is being real? It’s when, instead of hiding and covering-up what I experience, I face it in every of its aspects. Because, what’s within me, I have created it, I’m responsible for it, and so it’s me who have to stop it. I mean, do drugs stop fears? Yes, sure – but for a moment, then everything just comes back! Without doubts! But then Desteni arrived in my life and told me that what is within me and what I exist as is systems, and that there’s a solution to stop living as a robot running on loops. That there’s a solution to enjoy myself instead of living in the fear of myself.
So I chose to be real. I decided I wanted to stop living in that little box that is my mind. I want to stop suppressing myself, and to express myself in the present instead. Being directive in the present, love and enjoy myself. Alcohol/drugs is not enjoying myself. If enjoyment comes from self-suppression, then it’s not self-enjoyment. Drugs for me was all about self-suppression. Like if I had a button on my body to delete what I felt, what I experienced. CLICK – DELETED. Now, it’s better, now I feel good again – let’s have some fun! Though I pressed the button, deleted the experience, but I was not taking the time to look at it, to understand it and to stop it – definitely. Instead Isuppressed it without awareness. And so after, it comes back again, again the same experience – the same fear, anger, frustration, jealousy, anything – and I pressed the button again, took some drugs – CLICK – DELETED – FORGOTTEN – next moment, next day = same cycles, as a programmed robot.
I want to be real. Being real implies that I face myself, so that what I experience within myself never comes back again. So that I won’t become older and start saying: ‘This is who I am, this is who I am’ – ‘This is my personality’ – ‘This is my way of being and I cannot change that’ - in this statement forgetting that this is what I have ACCEPTED to be and become because, instead of facing myself, I suppressed myself, through drinking and taking drugs. But now I decide that ‘this is who I am’, and I’ve accepted drinking/drugs as a way of living. ‘This is who I am’ = ‘I am a system’ = I know what I do to myself, I know the consequence, I know that I will experience the same thing again and again – but I won’t lift a finger to stop – and instead will continue believing that tomorrow will be another day, or to pray for a miraculous change.
Drugs = CLICK – DELETED = self-suppression and absence of self-responsibility = ‘I am a system’. This is what I was doing when taking drugs, and this is what us as a whole are accepting as a way of living. Through hiding ourselves from who we really are, we have created a delusional reality in the image and likeness of our own individual deception. And with this delusional reality, what really matters is not taken care of, is denied, is suppressed, is forgotten. I mean, isn’t that amazing that millions of people in this world die of hunger and that nothing seems to be done to change the situation? Isn’t that the proof that facts of this world are suppressed/denied? Isn’t that the proof that we anesthetize and suppress ourselves using drugs, driving us completely blind? This world is our exact representation: What exist inside of us is actually what exist on the outside.
We’ve lost touch with reality, through abusing multiple kinds of drugs. Not only alcohol, pot, heroin, etc. – but abusing all of what exist within this world as the consumers we all have become for the sake of our own entertainment. We consume this reality because we want to feel good about ourselves instead of dealing with the shit that’s inside us. And we disregard each other and destroy everything on our way. That is not acceptable.
So instead of being a consumer because I all I want is to hide myself from myself and others, I decided to become real and applied the tools that were provided to me. Self-forgiveness, self-honesty, self-corrective statements and actions, breath, so that I’m not defined by the past anymore, so that I stop all connections and all addictions, so that I’m able to stand alone and be my own voice, and that I enjoy and love myself just being here and living.
I Am One Vote for the End of Drug Abuse = I Am One Vote for the End of All Delusion = I Am One Vote for the End of All Fears = I Am One Vote for a Humanity of Real Humans
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I Am One Vote for World Equality and for a Dignified Life for All.
