Thursday, March 22, 2007
my love for money is never
merely driven by materialism.

its not so much that i am
afflicted by extreme poverty
(and to those who are,
my sincerest condolences).
but i speak about the difficulties of
the sandwiched class-
neither poor enough to be noteworthy,
nor monied enough to lead a
convenient life.

we are mostly advised to
practise
personal contentment.

and i do.
i mean, i don't find myself pitiful
or underprivileged.
my point is, life could be easier,
and money most certainly
has the tremendous
potential to facilitate that.

money is magic-
we were conditioned to believe that.
it takes us to places,
facilitates our being of social animals,
realises our deepest of wants,
keeps personal esteem intact
and reaffirms self worth.

at this point
the smart alecky types
will be tempted to jump in to correct
my "superficial" concept.
but back off, yall.

life lessons are straightforward
in theory,
but not so clear cut in practice.
like it or not,
the world functions this damned
way and so we live with this.

In the workplace,
for example
conflicts and negative emotions
mostly stem from money.
Upset Customer, Envious Colleague,
Angry boss, Vicious Rival-
they are almost always the way
they are because of the money.

If your point of argument is
Principles,
I'll be happy trade them
for convenience.
I mean,
in situations that are not so terrible,
you can of course,
play the Saint card.
But in critical times,
where money clearly paths The Way,
there's nothing to uphold,
nothing more important then
finding The Way out.

And if you are insane enough
to believe that money is not
capable of buying you happiness,
it can.

You can probably buy relationships,
because rich people are easy to love.
maybe not so rawly for the bucks,
but surely for the lifestyle, the additional perks
and what nots.
You can buy yourself the image you
like to have people think of you as.
You can't buy Health/Wisdom,
but since being unrich rarely deters you
from sickness/ignorance,
might as well be
sick/ignorant rich.

Most importantly,
The Rich get to choose the sort of
people they want to be.
Surely, they can choose to be
snobbish, useless freeloaders,
but they can also
make a choice
to be nice, normal, well-liked people.

The not so rich,
will always have to be sorry
for things they did or never did,
invite people to trample over
their egos and put up with
injustice because we are expected to.

Perhaps I've romanticised
wealth but its hard not to be
bitter, especially
when you think of the possibilities
in your lifetime- if money were limitless.





Come ride with me
Through the veils of history
I'll show you how
God Falls asleep on the job

And how can we win
When fools can be kings?
Don't waste your time
Or time will waste you


11:32 PM


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