Money rules 7/14/15

However you want to start with the start of it. However you want to give your side of the account.

Whatever you think was or is the ending. Know this: money, as if the money could talk, it would tell you of the deepest truth. It would tell of the convolutions and the contradictions, the misunderstandings and the outright malicious greed. It would speak about the sense of isolation brought on to the self by the self of these monetary actions and then demonstrate how the superficial need of proving one’s worth works. It would eloquently describe and possibly demonstrate how the grand psychology of hidden agendas functions both deliberately and secretly way on the back burner of the mind even beyond the respectable notion of just proving one’s value. Money would tell of it all…if it could speak for the essentially emotional but incongruous and possibly paradoxical truth. If money were the eternal snitch, the unending video account, the audio that deftly hears of everything said and thought-said, this would be the Broadway show of self that never ends and has no audience that does not at some point, reveal it stage participation. And since stage and audience are eventually much the same, ever unfolding, it has been said, if you want to know the truth of anything, then follow the money. If money were motive, clearly the deepest of motive, money would tell of the human condition and the relative worth of each of us as seen by and from the collective, as least in the mind of the money holder to start. Money is mirror made of the mindset of others presented. Money has status as if it represents or pretends to represent either mandate or majority, or light, as seen by others. Money is actually trust, more so these days, and the tested psychology of trust, as manipulated by projection or advertising or collusive imaging and possibly even face-to-face. For some, there is a decency assigned to money, exchanged for services, rendered as a basic premise of share and exchange. But the bought and sold manipulation of the symbols and gestures and the blight of laced conversation lobbying for leverage, does seem to alter this view as life gets further experienced on a first person basis. Money is almost the involuntary ritual of exhibiting a time-mentor of trust. Money is trust with heartless potential. Money is the memory of trust without the love embodiment necessarily involved. Money is the carrier pigeons of intention coming to nest at new sites. Money is forever the fickleness of worth in the mind of the beholder. It is a religion of constant prayer with many forms of adoration. It can be a confessor, a confidant, a collaborator, or a con. It can be a militia of strength, a league of supporters, a pack of rabid dogs, or origami creatures of mindfulness at play. Money rules . . . is the conjecture fantasy that we all have agreed to agree about it, when money may only be a heartlessness of trust based on the scarcity of connection, existing as love . . .