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So, where are we going from here after the economy collapses?

I got a glimpse of my future life. Unfortunately, the guy; yes, i am a guy in my next life; the guy that is me is an idiot and has no clue about past lives or non-human entities or even other worlds, and he has no desire to get a clue.

He is a stone-cold murderer, firmly rooted in the old world.

He is a member of the military, sent to root out 'communities' which are springing up all over the place. He fears them, realizing that they and what they represent are the seeds of the new world that is beginning to appear all over the earth.

I watched him walk through one of those communities, putting a deliberate, final bullet in each body. That was his idea of compassion. He disdained these 'commies', their non-taxable and valueless barter system taking food from his mouth since they didn't pay taxes, saying that if a man needs a chicken, or he needs a thousand head of cattle, it is all the same need.

His mind was a seething mass of conflicting images, only some of them introduced. I took up my crowbar of intent and began to poke, prod and pry...

If these people ever got something they would probably just give it away, regardless of the value. To them, the gift had no value, the only value was the need. And they called it Love. It sickened him to think there were people like those who loved each other like that. It was disgusting!

He knew their depraved mentality, the way they did everything out of this love. They were all equal, no success was required, nor failure allowed. To him the whole idea was evil, as the gifts between them were transactions, and income, and that was taxable, but of course they didn't play their taxes, or fight back against him when he was sent in to kill them all and solve the problem.

He solved the problem indeed, his way, as he pulled apart a pile of flesh and made sure that they were all dead. No survivors allowed to spring up the cancer again somewhere else. Let God sort out these dead-beats. At least he was getting paid, even though there wasn't much to buy these days. These self-sufficient 'communities' were hoarding it all for themselves. This community had a real candle-maker, and he loaded up on them to use at home so he could see.

Someone moaned and he put an end to it. Why did they not see that the old way was the only way, and they were just hurting themselves and the rest of the economy. Those with the biggest pile of goods were the winners, and he had spent a long time getting his supply of gold bars. He kind of wished he had laid up a store of bread instead sometimes, but he has succeeded, where these others had failed. They had nothing but each other, always saying they were not better or worse than anyone else, and sharing all they had with each other.

He gagged and turned away from looking at the dead. It was suddenly sickening to him for some odd reason. Maybe he needed another joint to lose his mind for a while and escape this reality. Now that that troublemaker had come up from the South, preaching his awful lies about how life was about all humans being the same, and how they should be sharing everything between everybody, it was even getting worse. He wished he could kill that blasphemous lying s.o.b. that dared to call himself The Resurrection, but then he supposed that when the lying s.o.b. took over the planet, he'd have to kill himself instead. There would be nothing left of his world to live for when that screw-ball and his followers took over.

There were some of those Resurrection terrorists even way up here in this community. He took great pleasure in drawing out and prolonging their pain, listening to how they said that the government was theirs and it didn't own them. Of course the government owned its citizens, and leveraged their lives to provide the money foundation for its activities. It was the basis of the free market system, didn't they see that? What a bunch of idiots they were if they didn't understand even that simple concept! That's why he got paid for taking them out.

He pushed aside the vision that swam into his brain of his girlfriend, the one that had run away from home to one of the communities. He still hated her, although he had grown a skin of denial over that hate, almost to the point of wishing her well. He always had a secret fear that the next community he had to remove would be the one that she went to. Would he be able to take her out? Maybe he could just mop up at that one, if his commander was generous. He liked ending pain with a well-placed bullet, and he could do that for her, no problem.

He was hungry again. Looks like these commies were pretty well fed, and not from just stored food either. He had taken care of their garden a few minutes earlier, just in case there were any survivors hiding in the woods. He wished that he had been able to pick some of the juicy ripeness before he torched the garden, but that was strictly forbidden, and he was always watched. Didn't they understand that an army marches on its stomach? But then he was always hungry these days, so he was really lean and trim. He was all muscle, and no fat to slow him down.

Their nutrition intrigued him, and he licked his lips. He supposed if he had too, if just for the sake of food, he could hang up his rifle and become one of these farmers or butchers or bakers. Maybe he could be a weaver, making interesting patterns as he made cloth, but his world would really have to be gone totally for that to be his only choice for survival.

There was no way he was going to give everything he had to everybody else and just share willingly. He had worked too hard to get it, and he would never give it up just like that, especially to somebody that didn't earn it. He would have to be really needy to live like that.

The image slowly faded of this new old me walking among the corpses of the new new world, and i knew i would not be able to modify his belief beyond my tiny success. He was truly a brainwashed sheeple of the old world, branded by the mark of his acceptance.

Still, it was a chance to influence the future. Perhaps a push here and there over time would affect him in other subtle ways, maybe even to to get him into one of the communities as a weaver, and as a hidden guard against those lawless raiders that preyed off both the old and the new, and as a heart-light flame to guide and draw others of the old into the new.

Just as the moon is lit by the sun, so does the new require the old to exist. We of these interesting times, are indeed both old and new. Like a stem cell, we have the ability to develop in either direction, depending solely on our decision to live in one or the other. It is time to choose our destination.

Peace,
Esotericha
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yep, his good is to do just that, kill off the 'cancer' as he called it

nothing wrong with predation - happens all the time in nature

the seperation of the new world and the old is always going to have bleedover that needs to be squashed in that world

but which is better, the old world or the new?

neither of courase, depending on which one you are in

i choose the new world, cause this old one is dead to me

the whole thing to take from the article is the idead behind 'love'

we have heard many times that a world based on love is coming, but i had no idea what it could be and how it could work

now we know

and why the old world cannot co-exist with the new world - they are at odds with each other - the old world consuming products of inequality, and the new world where the ideal is valueless equality and the goal to achieving it is consuming needs not products - a value system versus a non-value system - no money, no wealth, production to satisfy need not greed - and only the rush to fulfil needs, including your own and your family's, like food and shelter, then looking for what/who in the area has less and sharing it with them - sharing is a good word for it, not gifting - the family shares, but the family extends far beyond the single household to the whole community

it is a very interesting look at what makes the new world new

your keyboard skills are just fine, btw

-es