The fine print on your credit application, is written in invisible ink. Most of us weren’t born with eyes to see the exchange rate- years of life, for access to funds we don’t even need. They’re hoping you’ll sign up for the lifetime agreement; through manipulation and greed.

Sell your body, stress it out at work, on long commutes, and deprivation from the things you love most. Accept your spirit as stagnant, don’t let it grow. They’ve got you now. They’ve made you believe you need a fancy insulated home, and they’ve avoided teaching you where all the food naturally grows.

Or listen to your soul, because who do you really owe? Do you even know?

Through some kind of forces or another (whatever philosophy you praise), you were blessed with a life. Correct me if I’m wrong, but it definitely wasn’t the World Bank. Your entire life, is sustained by resources provided by the earth. Your well-being developed by the people you love most…

Who do you really owe?

You’re selling your life to someone, or something, every day. Sell it to the right entity, because ultimately, when you’re dead, they’re the only ones who will count whether or not you’ve repaid the debt you owe.