The First Debt: The Price of Being Born into the Machine
The system never asks for your money first. It asks for your soul.
Before you learn to walk, they teach you how to bow. Before you learn to speak, they program you to repeat. This is the original tax of existence in the Matrix: obedience extracted at birth.
Education demands your imagination as collateral. Religion drains your direct line to the divine and replaces it with middlemen in robes. Media colonizes your attention, turning your psyche into a billboard for fear and dopamine. Food poisons your body while selling you “pleasure” as a sugar-coated chain. Work demands the hours of your life in exchange for a pension you’ll never live to see. Entertainment sells you infinite escapes to ensure you never confront the abyss inside. Sex bleeds your vital energy through pixels, addictions, and false intimacy.
Every layer is a hidden toll gate, each demanding a piece of your essence. You don’t notice because the price isn’t in dollars—it’s in being.
The tragedy? Most thank their captors for the privilege of paying.
The initiation into freedom is brutal: you wake up and realize you’ve been financing your own cage. You stop funding the lie. And when you stop paying, they call you insane, antisocial, dangerous. Because you no longer feed the machine.
Freedom is costly. But slavery is bankruptcy of the spirit.
Signed, Cesar Augusto Crypto Key: AA05 N84G BIZM AP7Q
