Another leg of the great triangle

I have covered love , relationships and a bunch of other topics. I think I have managed to keep that ship floating. I want explore a new topic...


Money. Cash. Moolah.

The greatest driving factor and source of depression. It is why we have professional careers. I have come to realise a few things though. The first is that I suck at gambling. If I had a character sheet with a luck section it would probably read something like " ...just put the dice down before you hurt yourself." The second thing I learnt is that casinos are rigged. You have a multi million [insert currency of choice] system designed to keep people playing as long as possible for as much money as possible. Combine this with the fact that I could probably lose a 50/50 bet 5 times in a row then it is safe to assume that I should stay away from casinos.

And real life isn't much different.

The system is designed to keep us playing for as long as possible and milk us dry. Only difference is that you have a few different "casinos" milking you at the same time. How do some people become rich? How did they beat the house? Win the jackpot? What is the winning hand? They didn't.

There are no shortcuts in life. Money is no exception. You probably have a full time job. I wonder how many people work for a salary and 99% of your salary goes into expenses. How many people earn 10000 caps a month and pays 3000 caps for a car to get them to work, 3000 caps for a roof over there head so they don't get sick 2000 caps for food, 1000 caps for medical and the last few caps for sex , drugs and rock and roll... You spend 10000caps a month. You earn 10000caps a month. You are 1 month rich.

What if though...
You make an extra 200caps. What if you could invest 200 caps and receive 220 caps at the end of the month. Would you do it instead of playing games or going out ? I would. If I could. Sadly all the companies I have tried is either not allowing any more investments or are shutdown.

So here is a plan. I am going to look for people who have something they can sell. Then I am going to take that idea and run it through a few business oriented minds to plug a few holes in the boat. Then I am going to crowd source the caps. I am going to take 100 caps from you and you and you and fund the business and return each investors caps and 10 more. Rinse and repeat.

So what are the flaws in my plan ?

Consensual lobotomy

As I wake up in the back of your car, gagged and tied up, I realise that this has been a long time coming. I manage to free myself from the gag but as I scream at everyone around us I slowly realise that they are staring at me with numb vacant expressions as if to say “you will be ok”. See, it has been decided that I am wrong and that I moved at to a brisk pace. We are free to do what we want as long as we do what they want. I can scream and I can shout and I can flail around but in the end it has been decided for me. Now I sit in the back of their car no longer gagged or bound by rope because it isn’t necessary.

The spike goes in under the eye. You may choose what you like as long as it is something that we like. Slides in around 5 cm. You may work and earn as long as you work how we say and spend your earnings where we say. My eyes start to water but I’ve always known that I am sensitive around the eyes. You may serve God as you like as long as you serve the same God as us and follow our rules. Scramble… This is what is beautiful. This is what is good. This is fun. This is right. This is what you want. Now I will live like I want because what I want is what they want. I will be happy now.

Know this though.

Carved on the inside of my mind there deeply hidden in the shadows is something that hasn’t changed. Something that belongs to me and it contains a few small trinkets. My love for her unchanged and pure. A piece of rope strong and white as snow. And also there is my pace. Brisk and unstoppable.