Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Seemingly easy...in real life - hard as hell - MONEY

...when you try to make a decision that involves your family. You think it's easy because you forgot. You simply forgot how hard it is, because you don't live with them anymore. The household that was developed there does not apply to you anymore. But now you tried to help, tried to influence, tried to change smth for good, but it did not work. Moreover you got headaches and emotional trauma swelling for a couple of days. Nice discussions on random subjects blind people. There it is - the big truth. The only way to really understand if you are good with your parents is to discuss the painful points and especially the ones that are related to money. You think your family is saint just because they are your blood? Yes, that's right. But even then the nasty, stinky goo that clatters and rustles will find it's sinister ways through the fellowship and passion of a family. Money. Everything is dependent on this substance. This society is so fucked up because everyone believes that this is the only fucking way out - to earn more and more money. Even the damn charity doers like Bono speak out and help poor African people and many others by collecting and sending MONEY!!! It comes from grand acts like that to simple family issues when people argue with foam about money neatly wrapped into a nice package of high matters. I'm tired of this. I was never after this substance in my life but now I started to feel that this shit is changing me. I was able to catch it's lurking clawed paw inches from my jugular vein. It's hard to resist. It's acting slowly, poisoning you and people around you...people are easy to bend. Everyone. Money allows stability, even when people are fighting for higher goals (like Bono) they are stable and have enough to feel safe and do what they want. And they will NOT give that away. Or maybe I'm not aware??? Maybe these acts of self-mortification are filtered out by media with high efficiency so no one can notice them? Only the closest ones? Damn. I don't want to sound like another guy who wants the millions of the wealthy ones to fly over the seas to help the ones who need money. I want this filthy substance not to play such a adamant role in our global society...I'm trying to live like that, but it's damn hard, because people arent giving that away for a greater goal. Those people who are the closest to me. And I cannot be sure what would I do if I ever obtain enough of this substance to feel comfortable...I might be a hypocrite right now but I want to say this out. People are putting too damn much into a thing that is called MONEY. There is more there to challenge. And now I'm not giving an advise to anyone who is reading this but trying more and more to get rid of the influence of the nasty paw still there to cut my jugular vein...

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