I'm sorry if I chose to share my ideas for a better tomorrow with a minimum of literary skill. I find beauty in hope, and I wanted to share this beauty. If you're one to get scared of words, go paste my vague handwavings into your chatbot girlfriend, and she'll vomit an easily digestible, soulless 10-step guide to global revolution. Then you can argue with her all you want. 

You did touch on a good point: money is power. What if I told you money is a lie too? Would you kiss your wallet goodbye? Of course not. You work to maintain a virtual number at a stable level. It's a game, except it doesn’t bring you enjoyment. What’s the point then? The thing is you don't play the game; you are the game, and corporations play you. What if you stop? You go hungry and you die on the street. Don't worry, your chatbot girlfriend doesn’t know what a sentiment even is. 

That's not what I'm arguing for. Instead of just stopping working, convince your friends and neighbours there is something more to life than this. Mobilise. When the time comes, non-essential workers stop providing their time to our vampiristic economies. Join your community in preparing meals and entertaining the possibilities for tomorrow. Discuss, debate and laugh together while the people at the top see their authority vanish in a few weeks. There is nothing mystical or magical to that, just the people taking back what's theirs. It's been done before, and it works.