Things That Money Can Make You Do

It can make someone say something they do not think. It can stop someone from saying something that they do think. It can make people do things and anything. It can steal trust, poison friendships and sometimes never even allow positive feelings to develop. Those positive feelings are so focused on the money form itself. It doesn't appear to be a form though; it is not its shape which gets people to desire it so. They like it; the smell of it, the sound if, and most importantly its appearance. It has different figures on it in different places, while the number on it is the most important part.  

It made you want to work and get up early in the morning. When you didn’t, you couldn’t find anything real to do because it looks like absolutely everything is both measured with and connected to money. The banknotes fly free in air and they mean something: they mean a new flat with more space, they mean the happy time with the new girlfriend you are about to meet because guess what! You are not the only person which several central banks have charmed together. They do not agree on anything cross-nationally but they agree on one thing: the social conditions of work. The time a child spends at school is much longer than the time that he or she needs to spend at school. Recently I sat through two talks following one another and I just remembered how childhood is killed, how grown-ups drag creative curiosity out of you and keep planting adulthood into your mind. You are forced to grow up, to “understand” and always and always, do as others do. Marry Iike everyone else, have a child like everyone else and do the little things as everyone else too: dress like everyone else, talk like everyone else and if you do talk like everyone else, sound like everyone else. Do you think like everyone else, though? Then democracy joins money to invite you to do so. Make sure that this similarity is not merely phonetic, though: you ought to attain semantic twin identity with all those persons whose lives will not really cross yours, ever. Sometimes you don’t know what your life is, where it lies. Life has a rhythm earned while it flows. It has its own pace. And that, as everything, helps the fluctuating devil. Even though you will never have a happy or functional relationship with all those persons in your money box, you should try to resemble them more and more. Capable of inducing the opposites (love and hatred, wealth and poverty), it doesn't loose anything from its own nature.

After you do everything as everybody else, did you really reach yourself? Wanting to be so close to a figure which owned this unit of exchange as a form of power did not bring you true happiness. Remaining in the uncritical bubble of financial desire locked you up. In a universe with an ugly language, and no music. The attraction toward the face of money has demostrated divergence among different genders too. The "strong and powerful" man had a horse to offer safety for you, and you overstepped what evolution tells us about biological attraction. Then you changed genders again, and started liking pieces of paper with unappealing ink on it as a security for maintaining a position. A position which rendered you powerless, and them powerless at the same time. Then you kept changing positions. Over and over again.

Sometimes it can induce trust: the recipient of the fluxtency feels attached to the giver of the fluxtency. He or she achieves comfort all of a sudden. A sense of security kicks in, while there was none when you first graduated from any education institution. Who can grow her own potatoes and sew her own shoes all the time? The unit of exchange which had the primary function of facilitating life for everyone has taken a life of its own in which almost everyone is a slave. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Those who pay as well as those who are payed are slaved by the same unit of exchange. Words.