Modern Slavery

To those who I know (and those who I don't know) who are going through this general (and not individual) crisis.

Having a job and working for somebody else is a way of modern slavery.
First, they place you in one square meter space or called as your cubicle. That is the most inhuman treatment against all human rights history can know, but it is generally approved.
Second, they tell you that you are free, when in fact it is the contrary. You belong to them, your time belongs to them, your ideas belong to them, your creativity belongs to them, your soul belongs to them, and so on.
But, what is it that we are still stuck in that dynamic?
Why don't we emancipate ourselves of this so called labour/work and be your own master?
When you work for a company or someone else, you perform your job extraordinarily, they tell you that you are valuable. You are in fact.
You can do amazing things, complete deadlines, work long hours, stress yourself in a way until your body and mind explode, you squeeze yourself until there is any drop left of your energy, and you, of course, do and give your best. And all these for someone else.
If we're capable of doing these incredible things for someone else, why aren't we capable of doing it for ourselves? what does it stop us?
Ahhhh... here is the complexity. We are complex beings, we like drama, and excuses... the big and repeated BUT.
It is simple, it is fear...
But, what if I can pay the rent next month? It is full of what if's... and so on.
There is fear because we do not TRUST in ourselves.
If there is an idiot (read: your boss) who can trust in you, why you can't trust in yourself?
Simplicity, keep it simple!
Put your mind aside, Your mind contains all the fears, barriers, excuses and sabotage, etc. And wholly TRUST YOURSELF. You do amazing things and you don't want to believe it.
Let your creativity flow, not with your mind but your guts. Feel it, feel the passion, create and let it flow, it will manifest.
Thank's god I'm unemployed, so I don't have to think like others want me to, fit into their categories and classifications, so I don't have to act as others want me to...
I'm free and I AM THAT I AM.
Hell yeah!