The Degenerate - Sundays with John Ball

The gift economy is the economy of the healthy and the strong, those who donate their power from their vitality and love.
We are told that the soldier is strong, the armed thug is the king of this world, that bureaucratic gangs are the rulers of the earth, with their quenchless thirst for the power of the healthy. 
But these heroes of the take economy are the sick and the unhealthy of the earth, and their aim is to endlessly expand their Reign of the Death.
The man and the woman of violence acts from weakness.
The truly strong, the giving people, they already inherit the earth.
The bureaucrats, the thugs in uniform, those without faith come to plague the giving people.
They come with their regulations and their rights and their numbering and their expropriations, devils in human form, faithless and depraved.
They come to enslave the giving people, to tax them and chain them, to take away their access to God’s earth, to make them landless, to turn the giving people into beggars and wage slaves.
These strangers to God, they live on the ladder of hierarchy, strangers to their brothers and sisters who live in peace in the Garden.
There is plenty for everyone, but they must take more and more.
They think they are above us, because they steal our power.
But however much they take they will have nothing.
On their ladder, looking down on us to spit on us, looking up and licking the arse above them, they take it all. Yet they have nothing.
They have no love, no give.
They only know reward and punishment, they only know slavery.
Secretly, they envy us. They hate us because we are what they can never be, free!
We, the peasants, the common people, how they hate us! How they hate the Jews and the Gypsies too, those who step outside of their control, people who live in their own societies, the ones who have non authorized values.
These hierarchs, these slaves, these degenerates, with their ought and ought not, with their authorized thought, with their race, class and gender prejudices, reading their anti-Semitic (anti Zionist ?) newspapers for their five minutes hate, they look in the mirror to see their god. Their resentment is their religion, their spite is their morality, their whole day a toil of exchange, reward and punishment, a snivelling, grovelling joyless half-dead hierarchical day without love and giving.
Never envy the bureaucrat, never aspire to be an overseer, never wish to be degenerate,