Page 5 - Fuck the Matrix The Removal of Any Black Man´s Confusion

I have heard rumors of organizations promising to secure one's status or obtain one’s
sovereignty. And I have seen poorly prepared documents that contained more
legalese than the habeas corpus of an inmate desperately fighting to flee the confines
of prison. Easily I know that some shit works and most is a waste of money.

After leaving prison, I reluctantly maintained contact with one of the best legal minds
I’ve ever met. I wanted to erase the entire experience of having passed so many years
around so many fucked up dudes and enduring shit that my mind would not let me do
over. Nonetheless, I met some interesting people. Their purpose seemingly gave me
direction.

I learned to decipher codes that I had overlooked before prison. Thus, I no longer
needed anyone to crack the codes to information made expensive because some
things were common sensical. And if autonomy is not the aim of endless documents
and legal embarrassment, the idea of improving financial privacy or bulletproofing
personal freedom cannot be the end game. Besides, without finances, freedom is
expensive and unachievable. Of course, the lack of discipline makes the feat more
difficult because most subjects do not have enough self control in an age where
numbers control, track and hide all information.

If individuals suffering from an addiction to social media are not posting photos or
hash-tagging some nonsense, they are surfing the web in areas that make
categorizing and profiling extremely easy. For that reason, I will not pretend to cover
the broad and sensitive matter of Citizenship Revocation in this guide because I no
longer work in this field.

Furthermore, there are easier methods of use for disappearing or escaping the matrix
without losing your sanity. In this guide, you will find useful suggestions for starting
over, being discreet ,dealing with the police and staying financially sound.

I am certain of my experiences and confident about what I share because when I was
on parole, I sought ways to liberate myself. I could not vacate the sentence, expunge
my record or get back the time I´d lost in prison. And persons whom had never been
locked up saw no reason for me to abbreviate my time on parole.

The attorney gave me information that would facilitate my efforts to have my 21-year
sentence commuted. I only needed the courage to liberate myself. And he would
continue to bother me until I did what he advised.

Fortunately, I had not been humiliated enough to think that being on parole was
better than being in prison. Oppression is oppression. I understood the difference and
yet, I knew that I was still a prisoner. And I didn’t want anybody to have control of me
or my destiny. And all the attorneys and brilliant people that I spoke to about getting
off parole couldn’t understand why I would fight so hard to escape the slave master
as long as I had time to roam freely on the plantation. They figured parole was a good
thing because it kept me in check.