I have long ago (I'm much older and wiser than you) had money and realized what it does, how it does it, and what that means to what I really care about. So, I work every day helping my neighbors without payment in money, because those relationships and that community, and their affects on me are incomparably more valuable than the things I can get for money, and all of the things I have to do because I have money, such as protect it from the likes of you, because you're Hongry for it, are not, in the end, valuable.
If I really wanted to curse you I'd wish that you only ever got everything you ever wanted. You seem like you've the intellectual capacity to imagine how you'd feel if you hadn't had breakfast today, and that means that long after it was too late to do anything about it you'd eventually realize your own judgment of your best interests is abysmal, and there is another provisor of blessings and experience based on sound principles that is vastly, incomprehensibly superior to your infinitesimally tiny brain, that will do you right if you do what is right, and keep from interfering.
But, you won't care, or will scoff at the absurdity of the idea that anything could be better than your superior intellectual capacity to know everything about you and understand the very best for you. So, whether I curse you or not, you will so curse yourself, and only long after it is too late for you to stand on sound and just principles will you realize what a horrible mistake it was to trust on your feeble understanding, and not goodness and mercy.
I have long ago (I'm much older and wiser than you) had money and realized what it does, how it does it, and what that means to what I really care about. So, I work every day helping my neighbors without payment in money, because those relationships and that community, and their affects on me are incomparably more valuable than the things I can get for money, and all of the things I have to do because I have money, such as protect it from the likes of you, because you're Hongry for it, are not, in the end, valuable.
If I really wanted to curse you I'd wish that you only ever got everything you ever wanted. You seem like you've the intellectual capacity to imagine how you'd feel if you hadn't had breakfast today, and that means that long after it was too late to do anything about it you'd eventually realize your own judgment of your best interests is abysmal, and there is another provisor of blessings and experience based on sound principles that is vastly, incomprehensibly superior to your infinitesimally tiny brain, that will do you right if you do what is right, and keep from interfering.
But, you won't care, or will scoff at the absurdity of the idea that anything could be better than your superior intellectual capacity to know everything about you and understand the very best for you. So, whether I curse you or not, you will so curse yourself, and only long after it is too late for you to stand on sound and just principles will you realize what a horrible mistake it was to trust on your feeble understanding, and not goodness and mercy.
I'll commend you to it.
My superior intellect can be a burden sometimes. That is true. I guess we all have our cross to bear.