Money solves problems that words can?t solve. We categorize each other, adapt to others. We want to change things, but we don?t. We are standing in the way of ourselves. We don?t know the difference between front and back. It?s like we?re in the middle of the ocean without a compass. It feels like the world?s end is near. We?re sick; loving money more then humans and animals, and it?s hard to change, even if we want to, even if we try. It?s like having to choose between HIV and Aids. No thanks. It?s like we?re in the dark without a lamp; without light, guidance and orientation ? we?ve got nothing. We?re forced to take what we get, and to believe that what they tell us is true. And we?re fucked if we don?t do something about it.

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