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Erotic provocateur, racially-influenced humanist, relentless champion for the oppressed, and facilitator for social change, Scottie Lowe is the brain child, creative genius and the blood, sweat, and tears behind AfroerotiK. Intended to be part academic, part educational, and part sensual, she, yes SHE gave birth to the website to provide people of African descent a place to escape the narrow-mined, stereotypical, limiting and oft-times degrading beliefs that abound about our sexuality. No, not all Black men are driven by lust by white flesh or to create babies and walk away. No, not all Black women are promiscuous welfare queens. And as hard as it may be to believe, no, not all gay Black men are feminine, down low, or HIV positive. Scottie is putting everything on the table to discuss, debate, and dismantle stereotypes in a healthy exchange of ideas. She hopes to provide a more holistic, informed, and enlightened discussion of Black sexuality and dreams of helping couples be more open, honest, and adventurous in their relationships.

Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts

Monday, September 25, 2023

Hoarding Money

The Matrix programs us to hoard money.

We have been conditioned, programmed to hoard money, to believe that we never have enough money, that the more money we get, the more we have to protect it, build it, we have to get more. The more money we have, the more we are stingy with it. We equate our self worth with the amount of money we have in the bank.

When you're broke, when you are impoverished, and you have $100 to your name and someone asks you for $20, you give it because you know what it's like to have $0. You know how much that $20 means to someone who has nothing. You understand that feeling of relief in that $20. You've essentially given 20% of your entire "wealth" to someone because you understand that $20 isn't going to make or break you, you aren't going to be able to make any money moves if you hold on to it and the ability to help someone else in need feels good.

If you have $10,000 in the bank, and someone asks you for $2000 . . . awwww, suki, suki now, you can't give them that much. You need it for a rainy day. You need it for your vacation. It's not your fault that they can't manage money the way you do. Would you suffer to give it to them? Would you go without? No.

When you have $10,000 in the bank, you plan your vacation around how much you can spend so that you'll be able to get back to $10,000 as soon as possible. Every financial benchmark becomes the threshold. You can't possibly stay below $10,000, that will make you feel like a failure in life. You plan your $3000 vacation. $7000 is as low as you'll be able to go. But if you have $20,000 in your bank account, you would NEVER think of spending $13,000 on your vacation, even if it was your dream vacation because that $7000 in the bank is not enough. You have to have more money in your account. You have to hoard money.

What if? What if I need it for medical bills? What about the kids? What about when I die, how much will I be able to give my kids? Every single question is valid and real to you and you live your life around the need to hoard money. It's how the Matrix keeps us enslaved. We feel ashamed and worthless if that number in our accounts isn't big enough.

This Matrix programs us that the more money we get, the more we need. The more money we have, the more we have to be careful how we spend it, the more we have to be stingy and protective of that number, that magical number that makes us feel validated and safe.

The goal is to die with the most money in the bank. That's what they program into our psyches. Bill Gates and Jeff Bezos could end world hunger, eliminate poverty and homelessness. They can never and will never spend all the money they have. But we admire them, because they've done what you secretly hope to do, hoard money.

We don't want to pay off our debts and live comfortably and share our money with those in need. We want that number in our bank accounts to be bigger and bigger and bigger. We are offended by people who don't have money. They are despicable. They don't have as much worth as you, as human beings. You look down on them because they don't have money. Do they have compassion, talent, creativity, generosity, are they nice people? Who cares! They're poor and that makes them contemptible.

You've done it. You've gotten large sum of money all at once and all of a sudden, you can't let your bank account get below some magical number you've determined is your threshold. A week earlier, you thought nothing of going on Amazon and buying shit you didn't need, but all of a sudden, when that bank account got to that "special" number, that number that makes you feel validated and special, all of a sudden, you have to be careful how you spend your money.

It's programming. That's the Matrix telling you that you are nothing without money.

You are worshipping money as your God.

Friday, May 15, 2020

The Problem with Billionaires

I find the concept of hoarding money offensive to my very core. I understand wanting to have money to provide you with all the luxuries in life that you want. I get that. I don't understand the need to collect more money after you have all the things you want. The concept of being a billionaire is offensive to me. People are starving. People are homeless. People are living paycheck to paycheck and a handful of people have more money than 75% of the nations population COMBINED. After you have all the houses, clothes, cars, jewels, boats, and whatever else you want, after you've made provisions for your children's future, for your health, for your future want and bills, what's the point of making MORE money? I will never understand that. At some point, my heart would be crushed to think of people starving and knowing that I have enough money to buy . . . everything. 

Jay-Z, Oprah, Dr. Dre and Byron Allen combined have enough money to infuse money into every ghetto in this country to build schools and hospitals and decent housing and they wouldn't miss a penny, they wouldn't even notice any change in their lifestyle. They wouldn't go broke, they wouldn't suffer hardship, they wouldn't not pay a bill. They could continue to buy whatever they wanted and they could feed every hungry Black child in this country. 

 WHEN I'm a billionaire, my promise to the Black community is that I will share my wealth with the entire Black community. My goal is not to die with the most money. My goal is to die with nothing, a zero balance. It's my goal to GIVE as much money as I can to uplifting the Black community. I don't want to profit from us, I want to profit from the oppressor and use every cent on lifting our consciousness. Of course I will make sure my family is provided for when I die but they don't need 100s of millions of dollars each to survive. That sort of greed and capitalism is evil to me. Having more money than you need when others are suffering is sinful to me.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

You Will Pay



I'm a psychological Domme and I am quite exceptional at it. I employ the most extreme emotional, psychological, and mental torture possible. I'm not against using pain to inflict "punishment" but at this stage in my evolution as a Domme I'd much prefer to use money as part of my repertoire to break white men as white men are so fucking tied to their net worth as part of their identity and self-worth. Of course, money is not the only tool in my arsenal of weapons but it has moved up on my list in large part due to the recent current events that illustrate perfectly how economic disparity, not racial inferiority, has created a ghetto class of people that far too many white men feels is indication of their disposable lives.
 
I'm not a financial Domme, I don't request tributes from random subs; I'm not looking for someone to pay my bills or buy me a purse. I'm not a Pro Domme. I'm not going to do what a white man tells me to do simply because he has paid me. I am, however, the descendent of slaves who labored for centuries for white people while they immorally profited. I'm the great-grandchild of a beautiful, strong, brilliant Black man who worked as a sharecropper and who was cheated by a land owner and made millions while my great-grandfather lived in poverty. I'm painfully aware of white men's privilege, arrogance, condescension, and mental instability and I'm willing to exploit them in multiple ways, not the least of which is monetarily.