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,...
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