The ring of the register now haunts me... I hear it going on and on at times, the same routine i've been set into... the worst thing is i am starting to like it, and i think i am good at it.. I guess its MONEY that has corrupted me. Have i become what i always dreaded, a comprise in life just to make some Vitamin-M. Making money turns into some kind of fad in your life, a fad that lasts forever...and ever and ever............ A parasite i've become to the sweet materialistic happiness associated with the flow of this unholy "vitamin". Money is a hit, and you cannot deny it...Everyone likes it. Its like one of those viral songs/videos but the only thing is, it is NOT one of THEM. It is what defines them.
Money, they say is the root of all evil today. But is it...? Doesn't it also give solutions to most your problems. You have a constant worry on your head till you dont have it. You get money you get stuff that makes you happy. How does it be evil then? If you got money there'd be bells going on for you every where you lay foot on. There are no boundaries to the stuff you could do with it. But over the years it has created a division. A division which could as simple and as clear as "Is the grass green in your backyard?". Think of it as what separates you from thy neighbour. They say as you grow bigger other things look smaller and that is what money does to you.
It makes you neglect smaller things, it makes you look at people in a different way, it makes you act like a..As i would describe a "Douchebag".
Desire and ambition are no longer what drives men. Its Money.
We need to see a bigger picture, we need to see that there is thing beyond the greenery of grass. There is more than things in walmart or your local shopping mall.
There is purity, there is love, there is compassion and for everything else my friend... There is fucking mastercard.