Story 44. Written by Jim Waitlord

February 13, 2025, Thursday.

The game has begun.

The world's best actor is playing the role of the world's best actor.

What is God? God is the superposition of all existing points of view.

That is, God is the best actor in the world.

There was a man who lived in the big village. He lived his whole life there. Everyone loved him; he was a truly very kind, good-natured, cheerful person. He was in his 40s. I was in my 20s at the time. He asked me to take him to Vienna, because he wanted to take a train there to travel to his daughter in Germany. I was going anyway, he contributed to the travel expenses, and I took him. I went every week. He had never left his village before. We arrived at Mexikoplatz in Vienna. I took him down to the subway and told him how to get to the main train station. He didn't understand. He said he had 800 marks with him, and he would give it to me if I took him there. I was in a hurry; I didn't want to waste time. I told him it was easy, and I didn't need his money; I didn't want to take advantage of him with such a small thing. I showed him the subway, got him on, he tried to babble something in German with another person, hoping that person would help him. But that person said he wasn't going there. The subway car door closed, I came up to the surface, got in my car, and drove off.

This man may have been wandering in the Vienna subway for over 30 years. If anyone collects old money and meets him, show him the way or accompany him to the Westbahnhof. You can recognize him by his long hair, gray beard, he is in his late seventies, and he stands uncertainly on the platform, holding 8 pieces of 100-mark notes.

When the border opened and Romanians could go west, e.g., to Germany, almost all of them became rich. There was an average, trained, young Romanian rogue, for example. He went into a store, told the salesperson that he wanted the most expensive leather jacket. He threw down the goatskin vest he had sewn, put on the jacket, and walked away in it, obviously without paying. The salesperson just blinked after him; he hadn't met, hadn't been prepared for such unscrupulous people. In the GDR, the tram ticket machine was prepared for decent, honest, socialist-minded people. A person would insert a coin and tear off a ticket, which was sticking out to the next one. But in reality, if you started pulling the ticket, it came out, and you could tear off even 10. Nobody abused it, but Hungarian tourists came, and sometimes they pulled out the entire strip with one coin. Today's Germany is much more educated, but the current migrants may be even more unscrupulous and know new tricks.

When the explorers landed in Australia and the rats set foot on the mainland, the awkward, ground-nesting bird watched in amazement as they chewed its leg off.

Variety is the spice of life.

It is alien to human nature to go to work every day, always doing the same thing; sooner or later, one will be mentally ruined by it. Evolution did not create us this way. What did humans do for millions of years? They woke up in the morning, groomed themselves a bit, looked at the tribe, and when they got hungry, they started looking around and searching for food; they always had to go in different directions, to start, say the tree no longer produced bananas, there was nothing to find, a carcass from which they could suck the marrow, etc. When they didn't find anything, they had to wander, even settled down for a short time, for a few days. But otherwise, they wandered, traveled, as we would say today. Or as if living in a mobile home now. Look at modern man. He felt good in this state. That's why he doesn't feel good now because it's in his instincts. Those who are not doing slave labor but just come and go, look around, and when they get hungry, buy a hot dog, feel good now. People would feel good if their lives weren't so constrained but could earn money in a variety of ways and at the same time have time to live, to have a feeling of freedom often. Or if they could leave work earlier. The ancient feeling of freedom is missing for people. This is almost what is most lacking. What is the solution? We have a solution for this too. What's the point of having so much money? Primitive man didn't save up dollars. The old man didn't want to create great things, just wanted to live happily, freely, without hunger, in peace. You can deal with family and companions better, you have time for everything if you are not forced to work. So what is the solution? We will create a casual employment website here on this site. Here everyone can find work and offer it too. If you believe in this, support the site, share it. Jesus said, let there be light. If you would like humanity to move in this direction, then support us. How do we imagine this? Anyone can offer casual work to anyone, anything they can imagine and need. For example, sweeping leaves, cleaning, chauffeuring, dog walking, anything. Almost everyone has a lot of needs for short-term, a few hours, non-regular work that needs to be done, but the owner doesn't have time or doesn't want to. Or can't. And many people need the money they would get from casual work. They can be brought together. We will develop a worldwide system. Where anyone can post casual work and also accept it. Payment will take place on the site, the price of the work is set by the poster, they can raise it until someone accepts it. There can be bidding for the work, but there can also be a fixed price. There will be a few simple conditions. It can also be that someone asks for help. If someone wants to, they fulfill it. Requesting help is also possible. This will be free. The money will need to be transferred to the system, and the system will pay the employee if the owner checks that the work has been done properly. Everyone can express an opinion, and a counter-opinion as well. So if someone abuses it, then based on the opinions, no one will accept the work. The site can even pay compensation. Those who do not meet the standards can be excluded from the system. In this way, we make the world much happier. In this way, we eliminate people's fear of starvation, and the general well-being will also be better; depression as such will only be a concept. Antidepressant companies will go bankrupt. A joke at the end: if a large pharmaceutical company gets scared, we will give up the creation of the site for a small amount of money. Because even a cat can be compromising. Instead of a live mouse, milk is good for me. It says. The good milk jug stands empty on the table.

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