Money, our new slavery
I've come to the understanding that we all create our own reality. To some the world is a place were problems our for those who have them because of the way the conduct their lives. To others, their problems are the fault of those who they feel control them through actions they cannot define. Then their are others who think they see through the bullshit and are able to summarize and decode what's keeping them down and also why they are among the top. However, reality is none of the above and all of the above. We control our destiny, we have free will, we have as many chances to excell to a higher plain, or to descend to an unending realm of nothingness. In other words, problems don't really exsist. Sure, you may feel that being broke and poor is a problem, granted it's not in the making of a comfortable lifestyle nor will it make you an asset to those after your money. Why do why feel that having money and a good job is a good thing? Because we're told that it's the pinnacle of excellence. You'll be happy when you have money, you'll have more fun when you have money, you can't be happy without money. We get tricked into fall into a trap. We all want to be happy, we all like money. Who doesn't want a nice car, nice clothes? Isn't it ironic, those nice clothes are made by the world's poorest people. That nice car, yep, it was made by folks who can't even afford to feed their families. I'm not saying to throw away all of your possessions, grow your hair to your ass and start hugging trees. Just understand that you are inslaved by money and the problems of having it or not having it. Welcome to the new plantation were we don't take vacations, we don't stand up for our rights, we let our education fall to shit. This all in an attempt to dummy ourselves down to a level where we don't realize that we are chained to a peice of paper. Good day.