Money Matters.

For some reasons, I seem to hate myself for not being able to do much here.Trying to make a mountain out of mole hill is just plain stupid. You'll never reach the sky. Feeling low at this point sucks because it brings bad dreams. Having bad dreams guaranteed a bad start for the day.Why money matters?Nothing big. Just a solid reminder that money could be one of the calamities in life.

Say,

If I were to choose between pride and money,I'll hold my pride.

If I were to choose between dignity and money,I'll choose dignity.

If I were to choose between love and money,I'll go for love undoubtedly.

If I were to choose between ties and money,I'll embrace ties wholeheartedly.

If  these choices were laid before my bare eyes  50 years ago, I might answer them without uncertain hesitation.What life had to offer then was so much more. Values were stronger.Of course, across time,things changed towards the better and worse, too.But what options do we have except  adapt and move on?In 2011,if you asked me,I'd choose money above them all.Without it,pride and dignity are just specks of dust on your doormat,love can't be buy and ties mock you to death if they could. Aww...too bad, right?.Money's the bad guy and it always win...

I was, am and still find myself disgustingly surprised looking at how we let such filthy lucres affect our lives.

Now,without m-o-n-e-y,don't even dream of filling you stomach with the cheapest,most staled (perhaps with a bit of fungus) bread in town.Feeling sorry for yourself then, it just sheer ordinary.Who would possibly resist the strong temptation of a five letter word spelled m-o-n-e-y nowadays?Nobody.The need for money is beyond temptation,you need it. Freewill is not a choice anymore.

However,I find myself drawn towards the "No money,no talk/honey" rule.Despite my blunt and plain stupid remarks,remarkably I find it agreeable.This put me in a love-hate relationship with m-m-m-mmmoney I guess. Which of which?

While "no money, no talk" ruled out strangers, "no money, no honey" estranged families and friends.That's how things work.My,you'd be astounded to discover that these people could speak quite well actually when everything goes into the right place. Motivation is always uplifting,doesn't it?From top to way down the bottom, it's always been the same thing. The race in pursuit of 'power' never really ended.Lucky we have the word 'balance' and gravity or the world will be one side heavy.

 

Would I betray others then?Am I willing to go beyond limits and constraints, leaving everything behind for money?Is it worth all the hearts broken and tears shed?Under certain circumstances, it's possible for me to end up like that-desperately hunting for bucks and bulks of it.If not now,maybe later.Who can tell?I pray hard not.Still, hoping would not get me any further. The urgency of positive,motivating resolution is as worthy.For I terribly fear of nurturing such anger, which will likely grow into hatred.Or worst, vengeance.Such a bad feeling would eat you inside out if it's not put at halt.

See, I don't really have any personal feud with money. In my case, money is good business.-it makes my world go round.

We make good or bad things out of it.Instead of having control on money,we rather have money controlling us.Too busy to figure that out and sadly, when we do it's a little too late. 

Quoting Spiderman, "With great money, comes great responsibility", I have little to say in terms of what or how the responsibility looks like.You should know better.After all, a layman like me would better be off.I don't belong here yet.

 Fuck you and your money!

(Pardon my french)