Money or happiness

I happen to be the least qualified person to write on this subject. One, I don't happen to be very liquid and two I haven't really focused my life on being happy.

You know those kind of pips who will prefer to be respected than to be showered with romance? Or those who agree with A. W. TOZER on the question, Would you rather be holy or happy?

My take is on those who ask this question are neither students of history, money nor marketing. They are just speculatives, who are always seeking emotional highs toying dangerously in between greed(desire) and fear.

Marketing is just a story that makes one feel good to have and bad not to have. 

Money makes these stories possible. 

History tells you, that happiness is the invention of guys like the Don Draper to sell polythene. 

Finally, should a man be defined by the bodily configuration who the woman who pledge allegiance to his throne? 

As far as I see, nobody likes to be accepted just by their looks. But Money can't deny you a Happy story on this regard. 

What does this mean for you? 


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