In the old days, a slave had no freedom of choice. Everything he does is either because his master commands him or allows him to do it. He does only what pleases his master, it is never about the slave’s needs. Slavery is inhumane; it degrades and humiliates a man to the lowest degree.
In present, besides receiving money from our employer every 30 days (a.k.a. wage slavery) the situation is not that of a big difference. We still have to work very hard to make ends meet, we still have to follow our boss’ commands, we still have to obey those who are higher in the job hierarchy, we still are afraid to anger our boss, and of course we still have to kiss the boss’ butt every day. We will be punished if we make a mistake. It is not physical anymore but our future’s stake is in the hand of the boss. What kind of freedom is this that we claim having in which our happiness and our future depends entirely on the satisfaction of our boss?
Never asked yourself why we need a recommendation letter from our boss when we apply to a new school or a new job. It is simply because the new master needs assurance from our current master that we are suited for the new –wage– slavery job and we are well behaved. It doesn’t matter how good you are the master has to approve your “decision“ to move to a new school, new job, or even to a new life. Now, do you still consider yourself a free man? If so then lucky you. You are one in a million.
Prophets (عليهم الصلاة والسلام) –peace be upon them- were shepherded, carpenters, and merchants. I don’t think any of them would have spread God’s message if he had to slave work from 8 am to 5 pm every day, except weekends. Their message was one; to submit to the creator and no one or nothing else.
Unfortunately, worshippers of the creator broke the loyalty to him by submitting to what we think is our master on earth; let us call him the boss or the manager. Slaving to the boss is due ultimately to one goal; the money. We mistakenly believe that money is omnipotent, a characteristic attributed to the almighty only. Whether we like it or not and whether we admit it or not we do, somehow, worship money.
We always want more money because we want to own things that we don’t need but we just simply want. If we are renting an apartment then we want to buy an apartment. If we own an apartment then we want to buy a house. If we own a house then we want to buy a bigger house. If we have a big house then we want to buy a house in a nicer neighborhood. It is a never ending “want” dilemma. For that we are up to our nose in debt. We wear our clown cloth, head to the bank, fake a smile, and beg, like children, to borrow some money that we will spend the rest of our life slave to pay it back. We indeed beg and humiliate ourselves for someone to own our butt. And we claim superiority over the animal kingdom?
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