Folks who declare war on money rarely understand the enemy. Money isn’t paper, greed, or corruption — it’s crystallized time. It’s the hours you surrendered, the life you bartered away, the finite days you’ll never reclaim.
Rage without philosophy is a rebellion without a compass. You’re not fighting a system — you’re fighting the measurement of your own existence.
You’re not battling some formless thing. You’re battling how you choose to spend the only resource you can never earn back.
I wish you more than luck.