Some people steal out of jealousy while others steal out of greed or a combination of both. In Work, Work, Steal!, the entry where I first introduced my aura photo, I referenced Law #7 from Robert Green’s book, The 48 Laws of Power. To a professional theif, stealing is a convenience. Why should one work for what they can just take from somebody else? And for some, their jealousy has long since justified their theft.
Excess Money
But it isn’t just content creators with monetized accounts who can profit financially from stealing someone else’s work. There are people, goons, who are willing to steal someone’s energy and even their identity in exchange for financial compensation. For example, I noticed that many of the thieves by whom I was surrounded on a regular basis, had assets which didn’t match their supposed income. I’m talking about the cars they drove, the clothes and shoes they wore, the bags they carried and more.
I was informed that the nurse with whom I was the closest and whose work schedule closely matched mine, had a monthly spending habit that equaled four months of my salary. And it wasn’t just her that had this kind of excess money. One told me to my face that when it came to shopping, I had no idea how much money she could spend. Another shopped online while she sat next to me and and asked for my opinions on her high priced options. These people weren’t your every day run of the mill over-spenders.
Follow The Money
Their behavior was something that caused my pattern recognition to ring out an alert. They always had a way of telling the truth without actually confessing to anything such as in that email about the goons. One day, when one of them was trying to discuss politics with me, he said, “Well, I always say, follow the money!” I didn’t pick up on the double speak in the moment. But I saw it later as I replayed everything back in my head during my time of reflection.
Dirty Money
I think for some people, the decision to take dirty money is simple because it is also easy money. Someone on TikTok said, “Gang stalking is the new welfare.” I should acknowledge that perhaps, I too, am guilty of taking dirty money which comes in varying shades of filth. For so many years, I worked in nursing homes, now called long term care centers, where state requirements for staffing were insufficient to ensure proper care of the residents.
And I worked in both medical and psychiatric call centers where I was overly restricted in what I could and couldn’t say. And the list continues. But instead of refusing to be part of what Lauryn Hill calls “a system for the dead,” I took the dirty money along with the moral injury that came with it. Perhaps that injury was the searing of my conscience about which I had been so worried when I was eighteen.