After having been “awakened” from the brainwashed state that is believing that money holds true worth, I can honestly say that my entire perspective on life has become altered. I’ve been to the super market, used my debit card, and left feeling as though i had “pulled the wool” over the cashiers eyes. A swipe of a plastic card in exchange for a warm sandwich, Virgil’s root beer, and an ounce of Ceviche? I was a thief. I had to be, in what type of world do people blindly accept a machine stating “transaction accepted” in exchange for nourishment? The type of world it seems, is one fueled on Blind Faith.
All of the articles and radio broadcasts urge readers/listeners to broaden their horizons in terms of how they have looked at money, and how they really interact with it. Society makes its people feel as though in order to survive you must “follow the rules”, “comply by their standards”, and “participate or suffer”. In this way, we all come out of the gate gobbling up lies and strange notions allowing them to ring as fact or “normalcy” in our ears. More money is good. Less, or no money is bad.
When I first found out how the people of Yap dealt with the issue of money, using their limestone “coins”, I saw them as irrational, outlandish, a joke. But just as The Yap had brilliantly large stones sitting idly on their yards, we have federal banking, computers telling us how much money we have in an account that exists only in their system but not in physicality, and a blind faith in the structure we no longer know how to function without. It began to seem that as foreign as the Yap’s reverence for their stones was, our blind faith and reliance on what we believed we had, but could not see, not only matched, but surpassed that which I had once looked at as alien.