It's easy to get caught up with the winds of this world chasing paper and being blinded by the color green.
We know it's a struggle working all day long & all week long to pay bills and to save whatever you can.
We know financial struggles and how bills made of paper can shake your world.
One thing I know is that money does make living a lot more comfortable, but all the money in the world cannot bring you the joy that your heart so desires. You keep chasing and chasing, causing you to get blinded by greed and look what happens. You compromise your morals and forget the principles you once held so dearly to. You change. Your mentality changes. Your heart changes.
Friends fck over friends. Family members do this to each other. Mankind to mankind.
Con artists. Drug dealers. Hoes. Strippers. Prostitutes. Human Traffickers. Assassins.
What's the difference between all of these if they're in it for the money?
Some things in this world you cannot buy. Respect, integrity, love, honor. dignity. The "Hollywood' lifestyle & fame people try so hard to obtain. Wake up foolios. You're not living in a damn magazine or in a movie. Forget the mansion. Forget the Bentley. Forget your own airplane. Forget your $1,000 shoes and your Louis Vuitton bag collection. When you die, do you think you can take all that money with you?
Just as you enter this world, you leave this world with nothing.
2 comments:
this post reminds me of jack johnson's "Gone" (hehe sorry i'm so obsessed with his music lately!)
Gone
Look at all those fancy clothes
Lord knows
If these could keep us warm
Just like those.
And what about your soul
Is it cold
Is it straight from the mould
And ready to be sold.
And cars and phones and diamond rings
Bling, bling
Those are only removable things
And what about your mind
Does it shine or
Are there things that concern you more
Than your time
Gone going
Gone everything
Gone give a damn
Gone be the birds when they don’t want to sing
Gone people
All awkward with their things
Gone
Look at you out to make a deal
You try to be appealing but you lose your appeal
And what about those shoes you’re in today
They’ll do no good
On the bridges you burnt along the way
You’re willing to sell anything
Gone with your herd
Leave your footprints
And we’ll shame them with our words
Gone people
All careless and consumed
Gone
Gone going
Gone everything
Gone give a damn
Gone be the birds if they don’t want to sing
Gone people
All awkward with their things
Gone
hahaha nice :) Haven't listened to Jack in a while
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