In our age this poison is called materialism, bank account full, truly poor, spiritually emaciated, money as a means not an end for you to worship, your whole drive to live, unexamined, always scamming to protect your shit, all you love is sin, always worried how much you can get, this philosophy, always thinking someone is out to steal, abomination's son, all possessions hiding what is real, same with everyone, in truth i must deny, i examine and must ask why, know the truth and it will set you free. follies of the rich fucking the lives of human numbers, possessed by possessing kept by keeping, crushed by your own grasping hand, living non-attached, constant fun, mental children, giving til it hurts is the solution, total peace in this compassion. all your money will it buy you love? peace? hope? salvation? i say fuck your money. give us gourmet pez.
