Beauty can be bought. Affections can be bought. Heck, even love can be bought – because this is a world moved by economics.
You work because you can, because you need the money, because you need to have something to do with all your time. People employ you because you’re valuable to the company, because of what you can do for the company, because what you do can help with the process of money-making. And that’s what it’s all about – money.
No, you are not free. Every day you are bombarded with ideas – ideas of what beauty should be, ideas of what perfection is, ideas of what a lovely sound should be, - not all of it your own. And what is your own?
money. that's what it all has become. what you love may be what another makes use of to make money. and that's all it is, that's all it will be.
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