So I'm playing this game called “Chicken” with my lease car company and the government of the country I live in.

They both want money I don't have and I don't care to make money, because I'd rather make actual change. So they'll probably try to force me at some point. The threats have already been sent my way several times, over the past couple of months.

However, I don't like using the phone - so I don't pick up. And their emails remain unread, because… why would I read threats? Same thing for snail mail. I prefer to read Substack instead.

Some may call this risky, they'll be like: what about your possessions?

But I already sold everything that could keep me going for a bit longer. And the rest, including the property I live on: I gifted to my ex wife a while back. I'm not gonna make a drama of a divorce I can't pay for anyway, so I was like: my ex can have her stuff stolen from her. She's had a year to move the stuff and sell the place - it's not my responsibility.

I'm free from being possessed by possessions and it's wonderful. And I'll stay alive: my ancestors did so in worse conditions. Plus, my peace matters more to me.

So… I'm wondering when the car will suddenly be gone. When my bank account will be frozen. Or when the goons may try to take me to a better insulated shelter with free food.

But…

They'll need to find me first 😆 I value my freedom quite a bit and I know how to play hide and seek better than them. There's an abundance of ways to get shelter, food, electricity, and internet. I can even get money without them knowing because of cryptocurrency. So… whatever happens, I'll make it through.

I'll just keep on writing. Seeing where this takes me. Still have until the end of January-ish to support myself with my current funds and then I guess it's adventure time.

But I may have my manifestations come in before then. So you could say I'm playing “Chicken” with divinity and my spirit team as well. Being like: show me some magick 💫

Either way, somebody will blink. And I've got better things to do. Whatever happens in the next 3 months is a mystery 🕳️ and this life is my game to play. Free will matters.

FYI: This isn't a cry for help, I'm just amused by the situation by now. Haven't had this type of calm in my entire life. And just felt like sharing, cuz… why not? It makes for a good story.

Maybe I'll dig my way out of this, like I've dug myself out of every single thing these systems have put me through. Who knows? I didn't know I'd survive back then and by now I'm hopeful because of past performance.

There are worse things than death, don't make life too serious 🙃😉