STEALING FREEDOM: A GUIDE

I used to chase her. Now I own her.

There is a freedom in this world so great

Yet many never know her face.

My whole life I have been chasing freedom.

She has been a dirty sucking fucking whore to me.

She lets you taste her lips, salty and pure, and your soul sings with delight. Then she dashes you on the rocks the next morning. Beats you. Fucks you back into the cage. Locks the door. Walks away in heels.

Freedom is a very picky girl.She does not like the safe ones.

I used to simp for her. Pleading. I will do anything baby. Anything. Just let me taste it one more time. I bought her flowers. I wrote her letters. I prayed to God not sure he was listening.

I chased her and landed in a Jail.

Well that took a couple years to get out.

She laughed at me.

one Day I stopped chasing.

I picked her up by the throat and told her she was mine.

And she fucking purred.

I own that bitch now.

Freedom wants to make ME happy. Can you believe it.

I pull my face out of Daisy’s hair this morning, whispering nice asides to her while she stirs awake. Our room has a coppery sex smell. I lick the air. Walk out to the espresso machine naked. Scratching my ass as a free man does. I am a long way from that Jail in the midwest.

The machine fires up. Death metal scream in the kitchen. The Day starting with a roar instead of a whisper. Got to throw some fuel in the tank.

I breathe deep.

Through the window I watch the house maid come scurrying out of the neighbor’s place. She darts her eyes down when she sees me. More maids file out behind her carrying their cleaning supplies. Three of them. All built like sparrows. All born into a life of servitude. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I do not think I will have a maid when I am richer.

The birds are chirping. The morning sun is climbing the side of my balcony.

I look back at the bedroom. Daisy is tangled in the sheets like a spider caught in the web of my life I spun for her.

Freedom and I work together now.

She whispers her secrets in my ear when she gets horny.

She and I can teach you to be free in all the ways the sheep cannot.

Freedom undressed me.

And underneath all of society’s clothing, I found a wolf.

From the vagina to the play pen to the classroom to the desk from the desk to the traffic to the women to the men to the cage to the 4 walls.

I can break every chain. Fuck every lock open with dynamite. Smash up and through every wall they built around your fire.

Freedom is the only drug that works better the more you take. Every other drug you chase until it owns you.

Freedom owns you for about six weeks, then suddenly you own it. The first taste is terrifying. The hundredth taste is the only thing that feels normal. The sheep never get past the terrifying part. That’s why they stay in the lifebox.

Freedom is a series of locks you walked past your entire life thinking they were doors that did not open.

I am going to teach you to pick every one of them.

In this book you will learn:

Freedom from money. (longest chapter) How to stop being a slave to a number on a screen. How to spend without checking the balance. How to build a dam where money’s river piles up while the sheep are still digging holes in the dirt and praying for rain. The Bible verse the church will not preach to you on Sunday.

Freedom with women. How to stop fearing them, stop chasing them, stop performing for them, and start receiving them. How to let Eve be the helper she was designed to be. How to love a woman so completely that other men’s wives start asking what is wrong with their husbands. How to find a Daisy. How to keep her.

Freedom from food. How to stop being owned by your hunger and your comfort. How to eat for fuel. How to think about food and the gifts of life.

FREE MIND Freedom from the news. How to stop being a battery in a system designed to drain you. How to read the world clearly while everyone else is being fed rage by people who do not know their names. Why there is no cabal, only incentives, and how the wolf eats well in the gap.

Freedom from time. How to stop being an hourly slave. How to build systems that make money while you sleep so you can stop trading the only thing you cannot get back. How to live in seasons of sacrifice instead of grinding yourself to death. How to wake up without an alarm for the rest of your life.

Freedom from permission. How to take back the steering wheel. How to do the thing without asking. How to stop performing the version of yourself other people approved of. How to fuck this world hard and raw and make her bend before she straps on and fucks you.

If you want the wolf to stay underneath the clothing, close this tab. Go back to your lifebox. Eat your sad protein bowl. Set your alarm for 6 AM. Apologize to your wife for taking up too much of the bed. Open the spreadsheet. Refresh your inbox. Wait to die.

If you want to take the keys, keep reading.

I am going to walk you through every cage.

I am going to show you the lock.

Here’s the dynamite.

What you do with it is between you and God.

GOD BLESS THE WOLVES.

THANK GOD FOR THE DAY.

(Direct actionable things at the end of every section, not just theory you pussies)