Slaves By Day And Tyrants By Evening

We have many reasons to start a small revolution to stop being slaves by day and tyrants by night.
Slaves by day and tyrants by evening

Many of us are slaves by day and tyrants by night.  We ask for understanding for our conditions, but at the same time they nurture this same system to reproduce the same conditions. There are food  low cost flights  low cost  and have begun to proliferate the delivery personnel  low cost .

We are the doctors who use a health system lacking in resources, those who buy the brands that produce garments in countries with increasingly precarious working conditions. We are the ones who spin the roulette wheel in which , using the anesthesia of consumption, we waste our most important resource, time. A necessary anesthesia, because otherwise we would poison ourselves with our own dissonance, with that difference between what we want to be and our way of acting.

Slaves by day and tyrants by night: survival is an illusion

Time to support a family we don’t see, to pay for a trip we’d like to do, to buy a camera… Time that runs off our fingers like drops of frozen water. Drops that, little by little, erode our bones and form wrinkles.

We are slaves during the day because we work under increasingly precarious conditions. For a salary that grants little more than survival  and just a few other dreams that rarely come true. We are tyrants because we feed this system. Because we call a place to order food even though we know it doesn’t offer fair conditions to its workers. Because it is cheaper, because it is faster, because it gives us the feeling of having more free time. The same illusion that makes us slaves by day and tyrants by night.

We accept jobs for very low pay  because if we don’t do it, someone else will; and maybe even less than us. Because there is always someone who needs us most. It is this indolence that allows survival in the present and puts an end to that of our heartbeats, which are lost between hours and hours spent behind a counter, watching a screen or driving a truck.

Woman lying on the ground on black background

A personal revolution in the face of the black hole generated by current inertia

A revolution is needed. Small or large, but a revolution that begins with us by ceasing to be slaves by day and tyrants by evening. Denouncing the precarious working conditions, giving up the temptation to buy at a cheaper price, knowing that the difference is paid by the last link in the chain.

Let’s put aside the illusion that eight hours of work equals three or four in which everything goes fast.  Fast food, fast training, fast sleep… Why more speed in a world that’s already fast enough? Why do less physical activity, let us take everything home, in a world that is getting fat by a giant leap? What good is so much technology if we work harder in the end? What good is such an offer if a full wagon does not give us that feeling of relief that lets out a ray of sunshine after fifteen days of rain?

Everything that is fast, that is  fast , never ceases to be an illusion created by the system to convince us that we have free time and resources. But is this really the case? Even those who think they have a decent salary, when they abandon everything that is  low  or fast , still believe that it is so decent?

We work many hours, but do we earn as much in real time as in fast time  ? Speed ​​fails when a small current blows. Then we find ourselves face to face with the vortex, with ourselves, naked, without clothes that prevent contact with the air. We look in the mirror and feel  weird. We are here, but at the same time we are absent. Away from our body. Far from the people we love, who are in the living room watching television, talking about a queen who does not grant photos or the latest VIPs who have separated.

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