Flight Risk. (112 sec)

Count time. That’s when they line up the bodies in prison, three times a day — morning, midday, and afternoon. They gotta make sure every single body is accounted for. Why? Because in the ego’s thought system, the body is everything. No body, no power, no control. And if one body is missing —if they count 499 instead of 500 — they’ll lock the whole system down, the entire prison, even the state, will go into a frenzy, all to get that body back in custody. Custody. Let that word sink in for a second.

The ego needs that body. Without it, they’ve got nothing. You ever wonder why they call you a "flight risk" when you’re facing a serious charge and got some money to your name? It’s not about you escaping. It’s about them losing your body. If they don’t have that body, the entire illusion of control collapses. They can’t imprison a mind, but they sure as hell can imprison a body. That’s the game they’re playing.

And yet, isn’t it wild how the ego props up the body like it’s this almighty prize when we know, deep down, that it’s just a projection of the mind? A body isn’t real. It’s a shadow we’re conditioned to chase, a mirage of something solid. Put a body under a microscope and what do you see? 99.9999999% empty space.

What does the world do when a body dies? They zip it up in a plastic bag. Cremate it. Bury it. This thing we’ve idolized, adorned, and obsessed over—discarded like trash when the life force is gone. That’s what the ego has you fooled into worshiping. A bag of bones. A temporary structure.

But without a body, the ego has nothing. There’s nothing to prosecute, nothing to attack, nothing to imprison. The body is the ego’s playground. A thought can’t be imprisoned, but the body can. And the ego makes sure you believe you are that body — because as long as you believe that, you’ll remain trapped. And as long as you’re trapped, the ego survives.

Wake up. The body is an illusion. And the real prison isn’t the one with the bars — it’s the belief in the body itself.

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