THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS PART 5
I am rich, I feel rich.
Everything I want and need for myself and my children cost money.
Most of our struggles are caused by the lack of money, and most of our decisions are tailored and our attitudes colored by this sliver of paper. I am being reduced daily to something less than beautiful by my need to survive and keep my children fed. Hence we play the dollar game. I've seen so many people reject their true selves and morph into something less, to get the money that they need to feel free. Only to discover themselves enslaved by their own greed, soiled doves. Leaves blowing on the wind of chance and change, saddened by their secret shame. No one must know, but they know and they can't seem to forget. So they punish themselves cause they feel they deserve it. The whole world is going crazy over money. I don't want to be apart. I want to be moneys master, not mastered by money.
By Erica Freckleton
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