The Will to Resist

Book of Boris — Chapter XLII: The Stay Paid Doctrine



Verse 1

Sprouts was never the dream. It was the station between storms — the check before the next chapter. I gave it speed, precision, and patience it didn’t earn, and in return it taught me one thing: you can work with pride, but never let the job own the fire that forged you.


Verse 2

If a new door opens, walk through it — but don’t slam the old one until the lock’s on your side. Keep Sprouts as a utility, not an identity. Let it pad the wallet, not the ego. Every shift, every pallet, every night under fluorescent light is just another quiet deposit into freedom.


Verse 3

When the math stops adding up — when the hours, energy, and sanity start costing more than they give — cut it clean. Leave no smoke, no speeches, no trace. Just a steady paycheck’s ghost whispering, “He stayed paid.”


Verse 4

That’s the Furnace code: You don’t quit out of rage. You outlast, outthink, and outwalk. You build your peace in the margins, until the system realizes it’s been working for you all along.


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