The System Put You in a Box, But the Box Doesn’t Exist
The System Put You in a Box, But the Box Doesn’t Exist by Corey Lynn for Corey’s Digs
You weren’t born to be put into a box, yet here you are with invisible constraints. At every turn you are faced with a decision – to go along with the system or break free from it. From the moment you came out of the womb, you were put into the system, entered in databases, and soon to be vaccinated with doses upon doses of cocktails over the next two years of your life. While television commercials sought to fill parent’s minds with the dos and don’ts for their child, you were being downloaded with cartoons and children’s books filled with messages of fear, family separation, and dysfunction. By age five you entered the “education system,” which was really an indoctrination to keep your mind tooled around their agendas for hours on end, five days a week.
As time went on, you were told what to learn, how to think, and what to believe. The box kept getting smaller. From science to history and everything in between, lies were spun, truths were hidden, and you were taught what they wanted you to believe. The teachers stuck to the system, and the parents were a slave to the well-designed money system to support their families, so they were more than happy to have the teachers take charge. While their income was being siphoned off by a corrupt tax system, material possessions were being thrust down their throat at every turn. The “system” was designed to entice everyone with fancy cars, illustrious homes, designer clothing, and all the dazzling trinkets one could ever want – and people bought into it hook, line, and sinker. They believed that would fulfill them, only to find it didn’t.
In following the “system,” tests were created to draw you into college. You were told you would be a failure, never get a job, and never earn a living if you didn’t go to college, take on thousands of dollars in debt, and “make something of yourself.” The box shrunk, and you felt trapped. Most parents bought into that as well, so they sold it to their children, and worked extra hard to fund this adventure. Corporations in the 1% were happy to set the standards, so smaller companies followed suit, and before you knew it – most companies did in fact require you to have a college degree. Though, that never stopped me. I still went on interviews and landed jobs from companies who “required” a college degree, despite not having one.
After college, you are expected to get married, have children, work your ass off, maybe squeeze in a few great vacations, and die broke. That’s the system. You don’t look, you don’t see, you don’t hear, you don’t suspect. You just roll along like a robot. That is their expectation of you. Prove them wrong. The box doesn’t exist.
As an adult, you are expected to repeat what your parents did, and teach your children the same. And while all of this is going on, the schools are engineering more forms of indoctrination, demoralizing, normalizing, and creating chaos at every turn. They wanted you to believe this is the land of the free, while they held your brain hostage all along. But here’s the thing. It IS the land of the free if you so choose it to be. You don’t have to be a part of the overall system the way they want you to serve it, to be a slave to it, and to buy into it.
Let me tell you a short story. As a child, I had a wild imagination, was always daydreaming, exploring, and constantly creating through art. I had a very curious nature. In my childhood diary, at age 8 I wrote, “when I grow up, I want to be a veterinarian, an artist, and a cowgirl.” I dreamt of having lots of land, near water, with animals all around. As time went on, it evolved to thousands of acres where animals could have a huge refuge where no one could harm them. I was born with art in my blood, so I knew creativity would follow me throughout my life.
I didn’t choose the traditional paths that most people choose in life. I cut my own path, followed my intuition, and let my heart lead the way. I had innate trust and faith, and doubt wasn’t ever part of the equation. I just kept moving forward and manifesting along the way. It wasn’t a conscious choice to spit in the face of the system, or desire to be different – it was just me being me and not seeing the box. The box didn’t exist for me. It didn’t matter what anyone told me, I had my own vision and that’s where my focus was. If someone told me there was no way something could be done, it would be too difficult to achieve, or simply isn’t possible, I would look at them like they were looney tunes and think, “I wonder why they think this way?” Maybe all that daydreaming unplugged me from the system – what a blessing.
Beginning at age 15, I started my first job and hopped jobs every year in different fields to learn different skills – whatever seemed fun for me that year. A handful of college courses to polish some skills was all I sought. I never went after a college degree. School always bored me but learning on my own was of great interest. In my twenties, with fifty cents in my pocket, I walked out of a job to start my own business. I didn’t have a plan, just determination, and a knowing. This inner knowing and faith is what always led the way for me. “A leap of faith” was common core in my life. I didn’t see things as a challenge, but rather an opportunity, and I didn’t fear change, I welcomed it. Within three months my business was stable enough to pay my bills.
I didn’t want to get married or have children, though I love children. I always felt that I had so much to accomplish in life, and I would rather have the time and energy to help the masses, rather than a select few. This was also “outside the box,” but I never compared myself to others, I just appreciate them for their choices, and made my own choices that felt right for me.
Eventually, I decided that it was the time to finally get that land with animals I had long dreamed of. I set out to find the perfect spot. I found it, but I didn’t have time to make it out to the property. I didn’t need to. I felt it in my heart. So, I purchased it sight unseen. I decided it would be fun to design my own home and help build it, so I drew up the plans and an architect finalized them for me. That was an incredibly fun project! I didn’t want to have to make long trips back and forth while I was building, so I purchased an old, cheap trailer and lived on the property for a year while helping to build my small dream home. I had no running water in the wintertime. No biggie. I just used the showers at the gym. I had beautiful, majestic animals that made me smile every day, and I was quickly learning how to lay flooring and trim, and building elements to go inside the house. It was an adventure!