Why do we allow ourselves to be enslaved by our devotion to material wealth? Why do we easily give in to our whims and passing impulses?
Whoever denies the love for material wealth is hiding in sheer hypocrisy and pretense, and I bluntly express my abhorrence to that. Who doesn’t want to get rich and live a comfortable life?
Fuck hypocrisy. Even I, am enslaved by the great desire to reach the pinnacle of life, but with it comes the thirst for knowledge, the hunger to embrace every possible thing worth knowing.
I long to uncover the secrets and mysteries of life. There are so many things that I want to learn and understand. There are thousands of books that I still want to read. Little by little, they will consume me but the dictates of materialism and the judgment of the goddamned society can never do that to me.
Devotion to material wealth can only go as far as enslaving me. Knowledge may gnaw at my very core but it is literature that will consume me totally.
I can’t help but wonder, do people think the same way as I do? or do they just want to amass wealth at the expense of others and get on with their lives? Is morality still existent? Or has it become a mere pile of canons and doctrines all wrapped up in beautiful words, displayed on the walls of society?