Life Began at 40
Freedom is something that I found late in life. I had planned it for quite some time. Self-fulfilling feelings or a sense of contentment doesn't get derived or magically extracted from cash; fulfilment from one's job necessitates pursuing one's real (and original) dreams/vision, not some advice from people who associate a high salary (or some "trendy job title") with happiness.
But the famous sayings go something along the lines of, "better late than never"...
In my adult life (since teenage years) I worked at the University (various jobs) and then worked in a company that called itself "Open Source" (until it stopped doing "open" and instead stole money from its own staff).
My birthday is about four days away and my age will have two fours in it, not just one. Hilariously or hysterically enough, some "hired guns" in London attempted to attack me on my birthday (they know my date of birth, they've stalked both my wife and I, along with other family members; they even admitted this to us when we interrogated them under oath back in October).
2026 will be a promising new year for us - a year for in-depth investigations and many exclusive publications about suppressed topics/revelations.
This is what I wanted to do all along. Some jealous people tried to get in the way. They begrudgingly come to accept that there are limits to their ambitions and we don't live in some place like Mexico or Turkey. It is also wrong to strangle women. It is strictly impermissible.
Julian Assange has neatly demonstrated that efforts to gag reporters or stalk reporters (to trip them up) is counterproductive; it results in more publicity, fame, public attention. People crave access to things they are not "meant to" or not "supposed to" see. â–ˆ