tw: professional aggression // andy jassy just replaced the concept of 'employment' with 'existence-credits' and i am finally entering my non-productive era

(tw: hard work, productivity, corporate structures)

i literally cannot even begin to describe the level of cortisol spiking in my system right now. just thinking about the word 'career' makes me feel like i’m being hunted by a predator in a fluorescently lit office park. the very idea of a '9-to-5' is systemic aggression and quite frankly, the expectation to be productive for forty hours a week is a violation of my human right to just... be a soft, vibrating mossy rock.

but today, andy jassy actually did something that didn't feel like a direct attack on my nervous system. he just announced that amazon is officially sunsetting the concept of 'employment' for all corporate and warehouse staff. instead, they are pivoting to 'existence-credits.' basically, the company has realized that the traditional labor model is toxic and spiritually bankrupt. now, instead of 'working' (which is a trigger word, please be mindful), we are just rewarded for our 'vibrational presence.'

as long as your bio-metric aura stays within a certain range of 'low-stress neutrality,' you receive credits that allow you to exist in the physical realm without the violence of a payroll cycle. i am shaking. i am actually sobbing. the thought of someone asking me for a 'status update' or sending me an email—which is literal psychological warfare—is finally becoming a relic of a darker, more aggressive age. i am officially entering my non-productive era, where my only responsibility is to maintain a vibe of gentle detachment while the robots handle the logistics of late-stage capitalism.

the economy has been so toxic for so long that i’ve had to spend my entire savings on weighted blankets and noise-canceling headphones just to survive the sound of people talking about 'growth trajectories.' but now, my only trajectory is horizontal. if you’re also feeling the crushing weight of existing in a society that demands you 'earn a living,' please check out my amazon storefront where i’ve linked the exact lavender-scented eye masks i use to block out the visual noise of the corporate machine.

i don't know if the world is ending or if we're just finally admitting that the grind is a collective hallucination, but i am here for it. i am currently lying on my floor in a fetal position, not because i'm having a breakdown (though i am), but because i am finally aligned with the frequency of existence-credits. please do not contact me. do not perceive me. i am simply vibrating.