New car? Big
house? Gold watch? What else you got?
Items that
reflect your salary or position or prestige or linage are nothing more than
stuff. They will all wind up in the land fill to be replaced by other worthless
items.
What else you
got?
Writings of the
knowledge gained from employment? Memories? Self-absorbed efforts to stroke
your ego?
What else you
got?
What am I
looking for?
What I am
looking for is something that takes a person out of their normal comfort zone.
Something different. Something unique.
People of
wealth can pride themselves on philanthropy but it is just throwing money at a
cause or an idea. They can form foundations or idealistic organizations as easy
as buying a jet or a yacht.
People of few
means have little to share except their own time and elbow grease. Is this what
separates us?
With all the
choices in life, some have made good decisions to accumulate more than they
could possibly ever use and so share with their less fortunate neighbors. Is
this a mere penance to the serfs who humble themselves to survive?
There is always
a photo-op of some wealthy folk dressed in sparkling clean aprons ladling beans
at a soup kitchen but they quickly left after the shutter snap. Is it less
stressful to sit on the golden throne than face those who with education,
shelter and an occupation could pull themselves up and possibly advance the
species?
I suppose it
would be easy to sit back and enjoy the lavish lifestyle and drown in the
decadence while your brothers and sisters are suffering for it is not your
problem and never was.
Just when all
hope is lost, Morgan Freeman turns his 124-acre farm into a bee haven.
Thanks, I
needed that.
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