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I don't want to work.
Not because I'm lazy — because I see what work has become.
Modern jobs aren't designed to fulfill people.
They're built to turn humans into obedient tools.
Into tired bodies. Into silence.
I want money, yes.
But not in exchange for my time, health, and soul.
I want it to build. To create. To live.
I receive help from my father.
And sometimes I feel like a failure.
Because this system teaches you that
if you're not producing, you're worth nothing.
If you're receiving support, you're a burden.
And if you're not suffering, you don't deserve anything.
All of that is a lie.
My value is not measured by what I produce.
It's measured by what I imagine. What I create.
By the future I can already see —
one where robots and AIs do the labor,
where energy is clean and shared,
and where people can spend their time
taking photos, dreaming, making things that matter.
I don't want to be anyone's slave.
I want to be free.
And freedom starts by saying it:
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