There was a movie that came out in 2003, called "The Core". It wasn't great. The storyline was questionable, the acting was sub-par, the CGI was okayish for the period. So why am I talking about a 14 year old strictly average movie in this post? Well, in this movie the plot revolves around a bunch of scientists that have to make a 'car'........well a vehicle that will be able to take them to the center of the earth. It will drill through miles and miles and miles of rock, iron and many other materials and then land them at the 'Core' of the planet. Well, I watched the movie and when they reached the core, there wasn't a big ball of money. But I thought that money makes the world go round, so shouldn't there have been a big ball of it right in the middle?..... hmm, maybe that oversight is why the movie kinda tanked.
From the 26 odd years of experience I've gathered on this earth, money maybe the single most powerful thing out there. It can buy you admiration of your fellow peers, all the comforts and luxuries that you fancy, even jealousy from those with less of it than you. It can even make you look better, 'cause of course a $250 haircut is gonna look better than a $5 one. But that enough? Is having shiny things and being surrounded by pretty people all that important? Do other things not matter?
Picture this: You meet a guy who is wearing a fancy suit, drives a fancy car, lives in an expensive house, and just cause of this you're supposed to be impressed by him? Well, I'm not. I would rather judge anyone by their brains and heart than the size of their wallets. I mean think about it, the rich dude could've made his money dealing in smuggling, dealing drugs, kidnapping children, or he may just have been lucky and was born in a rich family. This is why I don't care how much money someone has. Remember, a smart person will turn 5 to 5000, and someone not, will turn 50000000 into ashes.
I'm also glad that I wasn't born into the super rich. Cause at the end of the day, I know that the people that are with me, are here not cause of the money, they're here cause they value me for who I am as a person and will be here through the best and worst of times. And for that I'm grateful. Grateful for not having shiny things.
From the 26 odd years of experience I've gathered on this earth, money maybe the single most powerful thing out there. It can buy you admiration of your fellow peers, all the comforts and luxuries that you fancy, even jealousy from those with less of it than you. It can even make you look better, 'cause of course a $250 haircut is gonna look better than a $5 one. But that enough? Is having shiny things and being surrounded by pretty people all that important? Do other things not matter?
Picture this: You meet a guy who is wearing a fancy suit, drives a fancy car, lives in an expensive house, and just cause of this you're supposed to be impressed by him? Well, I'm not. I would rather judge anyone by their brains and heart than the size of their wallets. I mean think about it, the rich dude could've made his money dealing in smuggling, dealing drugs, kidnapping children, or he may just have been lucky and was born in a rich family. This is why I don't care how much money someone has. Remember, a smart person will turn 5 to 5000, and someone not, will turn 50000000 into ashes.
I'm also glad that I wasn't born into the super rich. Cause at the end of the day, I know that the people that are with me, are here not cause of the money, they're here cause they value me for who I am as a person and will be here through the best and worst of times. And for that I'm grateful. Grateful for not having shiny things.
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