Money money money money, we don’t like you we cannot live without you, we wished we were not your slaves but we are. We wished we despised you but we love you so so much. It is not about the money it is that it is the only way, according to me, when we can sleep Ok and though it does not bring/gives us all, it gives us enough to avoid stress and a terrible pain in the stomach when we feel so naked in life when we are so apart from this god, this beautiful/damned god we don’t want to worship but we do, we do not want to need it but we do so desperately, the older you get the more desperate you do if you do not have the essentials. Savings and security, Oh, so wreck less Godless.
It is more than comfort, than power than means, it is about feeling safe, guarded, taken care of, caressed……it is about feeling warm, cozy and clean, it is about eating and putting something on, it is about life and songs and operas never being to, trips never journeyed to and a promised future not fulfilled……..
Sanda's Place for Coffee and Voice A funny, sarcastic, humorous and sometimes not quite, journey inside and out...............only first posts, not any more...........decided to publish the good work of others
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