I have been thinking a lot on what topic should I post here, but due to some recent and very affective events I decided to post about money.
Money is dirt. Yeah I could say it and be over but... my anger does not allow it. Money is dirt in every possible way. Some of you may already know this, but
there are many people out there who get happy, smiling and greedy of course over this thing called money. It disgusts me how much it is necessary to SURVIVE in our planet. If you have no money
you will eventually die. Don't get me wrong I know it is absolutely necessary to have money, I need it to eat, to go to my work, to call my friends, to talk to my boyfriend, but the point is, why
did our ancestors had to make this form of exchanging goods to live? I wish we could all go back to when you could trade a bag of rice for a bag of apples or something.
Back then no one was out to get money, no one was greedy to the point of killing and no one was judged by having expensive or cheap clothes. Everyone was the same humble kind
of human. Money makes people sick, makes people pumpous, makes people cynical and ugly outside not matter what they do to their outsides.
I am always shocked to see what kind of things require money, and big amounts too. Maybe I am particularly annoyed to see how much of this disgusting money thing I am
required to give to have the person I love, the person I am willing and wanting to spend the rest of my live with, here with me in my country. It is...disgusting.
Everything that falls apart anywhere in the world is due with money. Directly or not. And I may be talking on a heavy heart, hot mind and something else, but I would prefer any day to reverse
this life and it's advances in order to have a peaceful life, mind and heart.
I apologise if I made no sense at all.
Thanks for reading. Ana