I was born poor, and only God knows the greatness of that. I like that movie "Conversations with God", I see how classic it is for the man to complain about everything he doesn't have, and how "the essential is invisible to the eyes". The minimum for life is invisible, we can only see what is left over, the excess of things, we can only see what is beyond what we consume.
I was born naked, I walked barefoot, I stumbled many times, I bathed in the gutter and got athlete's foot between my toes. I drained a boil from my savings, and God knows how difficult it is to sit with that. Does God know?!... I wonder if God had a boil on his savings, if he played with dead snakes, if he was afraid of dying. I was!... I have jumped over a shot dead body, crossed a makeshift bridge over a stream in a storm. I have bathed with a hose, I have been hungry at school, I have eaten something I didn't like because my aunt's smile was bigger than my courage to push the bitter melon to the side of the plate. Once I entered a stream in the middle of a storm to pull out a man who had drowned. He died, there was no way to save him, he was already dead when I grabbed him. A broken neck that did not prevent me from performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation for nine minutes.
Everything I am, I am thanks to myself or thanks to God, whom I console for not having had a boil, poor God, he didn't have the small things.
I've already said that my wealth was my happy nephews, my united family, and my fragrant girlfriend,... my girlfriend is gone!,
I didn't become poorer when she left, or when I decided she should go to someone else,... in fact, I got richer with some change I stopped spending,... very little,... I got richer in experience,... but this "abstract and invisible wealth" will not be discussed here,
Here I speak of all the money I don't have,... and no!
Don't come to me with fallacies that "money" doesn't matter, because in this world it is matter and fuel,... In this world, money is everything... what does it matter if I'm not of this world...,
In a way, I know it's not my fault I was born poor, but I am largely to blame if I let myself die like this,... but it frustrates me,... There are times when I don't want to worry about money,...
... if you don't tell anyone, I won't either,
I was born poor, and only God knows the greatness of that. I like that movie "Conversations with God", I see how classic it is for the man to complain about everything he doesn't have, and how "the essential is invisible to the eyes". The minimum for life is invisible, we can only see what is left over, the excess of things, we can only see what is beyond what we consume.
I was born naked, I walked barefoot, I stumbled many times, I bathed in the gutter and got athlete's foot between my toes. I drained a boil from my savings, and God knows how difficult it is to sit with that. Does God know?!... I wonder if God had a boil on his savings, if he played with dead snakes, if he was afraid of dying. I was!... I have jumped over a shot dead body, crossed a makeshift bridge over a stream in a storm. I have bathed with a hose, I have been hungry at school, I have eaten something I didn't like because my aunt's smile was bigger than my courage to push the bitter melon to the side of the plate. Once I entered a stream in the middle of a storm to pull out a man who had drowned. He died, there was no way to save him, he was already dead when I grabbed him. A broken neck that did not prevent me from performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation for nine minutes.
Everything I am, I am thanks to myself or thanks to God, whom I console for not having had a boil, poor God, he didn't have the small things.
I've already said that my wealth was my happy nephews, my united family, and my fragrant girlfriend,... my girlfriend is gone!,
I didn't become poorer when she left, or when I decided she should go to someone else,... in fact, I got richer with some change I stopped spending,... very little,... I got richer in experience,... but this "abstract and invisible wealth" will not be discussed here,
Here I speak of all the money I don't have,... and no!
Don't come to me with fallacies that "money" doesn't matter, because in this world it is matter and fuel,... In this world, money is everything... what does it matter if I'm not of this world...,
In a way, I know it's not my fault I was born poor, but I am largely to blame if I let myself die like this,... but it frustrates me,... There are times when I don't want to worry about money,...
... if you don't tell anyone, I won't either,
