A Riddle for the Wise
What am I?
People dream of me.
The dream of me nonstop and want me. The can’t stop thinking about how much good I’ll do for their life, their dreams, their future.
Without me people may feel deprived, but even with a ton of me people may feel more empty than before.
Not the right amount, but the right utilization and respect of me can open tremendous doors of ease in one’s life.
Having too much or too little of me or worse, the wrong relationship with me, can cause tempests of doom and gloom to emerge.
Everyone on the planet — shrink, savior, saint, serial killer, serial entreprenear, surly or surefire — has a relationship with me.
Who Am I?
Money!
2008/03/30 at 3:14 AM
