Money is a tool for making/buying the tools we need to do what is ours to do in in serving/expressing our original nature and our innate virtues/specialties in doing what needs to be done in each situation as it rises. But who understands our mission in these terms? We use money to pass a good time, to let the good times roll, to take our mind off our life and escape the burden of each situation as it arises. Money is our primary means of soothing our pain and easing our mind in the service of diversion, distraction and denial. How do we get from the way things are to the way things need to be? And, who is interested in making the trip? These are the questions diverting the flow of life into the eddy comprising the wasteland of our discontent, preventing us from exploring/exhibiting our strengths in the work of being who we are, doing what is ours to do. Maybe later. Maybe some other time. Perhaps some day soon. When we are in the mood, and have nothing better to do...
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A fine interrogation of the purpose of specie; let’s do more of it.
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