Dont Forget

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The strain of money knows no bounds. Everyone has their figures, they all seem to get by. Can we do this can we do that. Is there an actual cost to an experience or is an experience costless?


DON’T FORGET

 

The strain of money knows no bounds. Everyone has their figures, they all seem to get by. Can we do this can we do that. Is there an actual cost to an experience or is an experience costless?

I’m writing this to understand the cost of and expense. Intangible or tangible expense, it varies. It has the ability to make and break a person. To twist and turn an emotion into something that is so inhuman. It is the price of power, how unfortunate. Why it is that money is the symbol of status? The symbol of “better”. The symbol of “Boss”. To me all I see is a facade. The more I tell myself however the less I believe it. Everywhere I look its shape is big and small, but always dark as I stare into his beady eyes. So much that you can’t escape it. Am I right? Once it has a grip. Maybe this why it is so important it’s so necessary here.

My opinion derives from a privileged youth in a town full of the unprivileged youths. You need a lot of money to be happy but you also have to have little money to really be able to understand what is important. This is where your so called status gets lost in an infinite translation. In my mind anyway. The delicate balance between losing the roof over your head and losing your grip on humanity. Do not forget, we created this. And don’t forget how little time you have to use it.

How come we all forget the ticking clock? You know, the credit in our bank account that’s halfway gone when we wake up? If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow". Keep that in mind next time you receive your wage slip. But times on our side right? 

“We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust with souls made of flames. We are all but stars with people names” Nikita Gill.

Let us remember how replaceable we all are. Let us remember what we are. But you’ll never loose what’s important. There’s too much grounding you, buy the people surrounding you.


Submitted: February 09, 2018

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