Sitting here
dazing out
and disappearing inside my mind.
Eyes unfocused
ears muffled
and my sense of touch is cloaked.
Doing something
that doesn't matter
for money.
Money.
It's imaginary. A fake ideal placed upon the "civilized" world to symbolize the physical wealth of a person. Do any of us have the gold/jewels/valuables to back up the paper money we have been so strenuous to collect?
NO.
Not even the country has the gold to back up all the paper money they continue to print.
Money is a fictitious idea created by human beings because we are unable to find wealth without placing a variable number upon it.
The best things in life are free for a reason.
May 16, 2013
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