Candles with Peace and a Price Tag 🔖 After an exhausting day at the corporate office, I reached out to a friend, feeling the weight of overwork. I expressed that I felt drained, disconnected, and perhaps even alienated. In response, my friend offered simple advice: "Light a candle, play some music, and create the right atmosphere around you. You’ll feel better." Taking her words to heart, I decided to follow her suggestion, hoping to restore some peace to my chaotic day. At first, it seemed like a small act of self-care lighting a candle, letting soft music fill the room. It was a moment of calm in an otherwise busy life. But as I continued this routine, I began to notice something troubling beneath the surface: this peaceful practice, meant to reconnect me with myself, was part of a broader system where peace comes with a price tag. Aesthetic Capitalism I turned to Spotify to enhance the atmosphere, only to be confronted with a reminder: "Premium account r...
For the past two years, I have been searching for answers to questions that have gnawed at me for as long as I can remember. Along the way, I’ve been prescribed psychiatric medications, hoping to find clarity, but none of them could provide the insight I needed. In the midst of it all, I finally stumbled upon one simple, yet profound realization: what is actually suffocating me? And the answer was glaringly obvious,I am living under the blanket of capitalism. A blanket so thick, so deeply entrenched, that it is impossible to pull it apart on my own. Capitalism, though often portrayed as a system that promises freedom and success, suffocates the very essence of human life. It promises an illusion of choice while reducing us to mere commodities. The world is struggling, gasping for air, but most are too blind to see that the cause of the suffering is the capitalist system itself. As Marx put it, “The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people.” In this world,...