You will always be poor. If you dig up a pot of gold from somewhere tomorrow, you'll still be poor. If you win 50 million in the lottery, you will still be poor. And not in the metaphorical sense of "spiritually poor", but in the truest sense - poor in money. Because you do not see in these paper signs the equivalent of human labor, talent, perseverance and ingenuity, but something imaginary, something that some people have by nature and others do not. This "fucking" company that had the misfortune to hire you was created by some "nasty and limited individual" who thinks every month about balances, salaries, insurance, taxes, markets, customers and hundreds and hundreds of other aspects of the whole organization, the gear of which you are. Probably this person is much richer in money than you, but with them he can neither afford leisure trips (because he has no time), nor can he hit life in pubs (because he is too tired), nor can he lead a healthy lifestyle (in case of lack of sleep, eating out, stress and congestion). And you call such a person free? And you think he's not a "slave to the system"? Boy, your boss is the real slave to the system - his responsibilities make him that, and you're the free electron. You go to work, clutter up your tasks (I'm sure!), Take your salary and start cursing the system in which someone else has more. Money would give you freedom. Well, purely hypothetical: how do you imagine this freedom, given that health does not appear in your value system? Personally, I do not understand how a person can be sick and free. How can he not strive for intellectual development and be free? And what kind of freedom can there be when someone wants to "sell their soul"? This post spoiled my mood for the week ahead. The most unpleasant thing about it is not so much its superficial content, but that it is the brainchild of a 28-year-old man. Hristo Botev died at this age. And just for freedom. But not for the freedom to fill the cleavages of the chalgadzhi women with packs and to get drunk in the resorts, but for the freedom to be a worthy person. This same Botev, by the way, wrote the following: "... only, know, about money, as a person - what to do? He also sells his soul". ? This post spoiled my mood for the week ahead. The most unpleasant thing about it is not so much its superficial content, but that it is the brainchild of a 28-year-old man. Hristo Botev died at this age. And just for freedom. But not for the freedom to fill the cleavages of the chalgadzhi women with packs and to get drunk in the resorts, but for the freedom to be a worthy person. This same Botev, by the way, wrote the following: "... only, know, about money, as a person - what to do? He also sells his soul". ? This post spoiled my mood for the week ahead. The most unpleasant thing about it is not so much its superficial content, but that it is the brainchild of a 28-year-old man. Hristo Botev died at this age. And just for freedom. But not for the freedom to fill the cleavages of the chalgadzhi women with packs and to get drunk in the resorts, but for the freedom to be a worthy person. This same Botev, by the way, wrote the following: "... only, know, about money, as a person - what to do? He also sells his soul".
1 agustina__ answered
Do it without health. Therefore, those who have graduated from good universities and work for high salaries per year in large corporations, after 2-3 years can leave work and do whatever they want, we can not. And as for health - if you loosen up, going to hospitals aggravates the already fucked up existence in the matrix.