SATURDAY, 3 MARCH 2018
Money is Boss. Money is King. Money – let’s be honest about it – is God. People devote their lives to it. People die for it, and people kill for it.
If I could have my way, I would organise my life in such a way that I don’t need much money, and therefore don’t need to make much money. But because I understand the pressures of modern civilisation, I’m also trying to add to my little bundle of cash as often as possible. In fact, I have been trying for a very long time to make a lot more money than I really need, so that I can assist my parents in their old age, amongst other things.
For various reasons I haven’t been terribly successful yet. I make enough money to survive, but not much more. So I needed to set my life up in such a way that I can survive with less. I can thus say that I lead a good life and that I’m relatively happy because I learned to live a good life and to be happy with what I have – which is not very much, materialistically speaking.
Unfortunately, money is God. Your elderly parents cannot be helped with your ideas about a simple life. Your elderly parents cannot buy food with your creative skills. Your elderly parents’ medical plan cannot be paid with your poems or your notes about human existence. Only cash is good enough. When the bill arrives and you can’t pull enough cash from your closet, from under your mattress, from under your pillow, out of your desk, out of your shoe, out of your pocket or wallet, or from the bank, you can just as well go to hell. Because money is God.
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