I hate what this world has become.
My job brings this dawning to me like nothing else in my life.
I am not ancient, but I remember things different than today.

Today it appears to be about greed. Getting what you can for
free or as close to it. There is no understanding that everything
has a cost and SOMEONE must pay for it. It is not even so much
about quality as even time holds a price.
 
At work, I am forced to rush through my clients, as each one costs $.
Yet I have to push them to KEEP them as clients for a long time, and
by the same breath, encourage them to not call back for a long while.
They on the other hand are like dogs with bones, who refuse to accept
that what they want, actually has a cost and that yes - to get you really
DO need to give. Money money money.

What ever happened to loving the soul, or the entities which allow us
to enjoy this selfish life we lead. So many have been conditioned to
believe that they must live this way. Sheep of the economic revolution.
Most people no longer stop to see a moment that will only be there for
their pleasure once - though time and again the earth displays her glory
so few actually stop to 'see'.

I struggle with my part of this economic revolution - striving to remember
all the beautiful things around me, where others would like to suggest
there is nothing to live for, share, or to experience...

I think about things such as;
If that tree could speak - what would it say. Having stood in that one place
for a quarter of a century.
Why many people think animals are dispensible, and fee no pain or fear.
How amazing the sky looks today, and how with a blink of my eye it will
never look that way again. How amazing it was to experience such a sight.

I think about.. I have to now go to work now, and once more play my part in this
society that frowns on me, just about as much as I frown on it. I think about how much this sucks, and as much as I try to blend into both worlds - I know to different degrees, I fail in both.

But that will never stop me from hoping that some day things will be different, and that it will  not be the dollars and cents that win over a persecuted earth. Foolish perhaps. Naive and doubtful as life looks right now, but.... One never knows. Do they?