The world seems to be a free and open place to our person.  We feel, if I desire to do this tomorrow… this will happen.  Today, I feel like being happy… so I will be happy.  Such the thing is a fact, that is the world we live in.  Happiness is as to happen was.  Although, at the core of this… I believe we will find a very serious truth to exist.  Money is the root of our happiness.

Because I do not desire to waste your time, reading an entire article and misjudging my mood, I will say.  I do not have any qualms against people with money or money its self.  I have merely found a unique aspect in life as I have wondered the earth.  The world does not welcome the person who has no money.  If no money, and if no sex, do not even desire the company of a person.

To me, life seemed free.  Freedom existed and I did as freedom provided.  I could do that which I desired when I desired.  I worked, I loved, I was both passionate and tranquil to life and the people around me.  Although, there came a day…  a day when I had only one choice.. to be me.  To be the person I have always been and I will always be.  I lost everything I had falsely presumed to have.  Even the one thing which I thought to be my temple, was stripped away from me.  The Tour de Pink.

Within one week, the very thing I had argued so vehemently to prove false… became the only truth existing.  I have no thing in life, except myself.  I have not love, I have not hope, and faith is proven to be not.  I am merely the result of the to-does which have created my life as the to-be.  And, the way my life is… I am merely my own master.

To have related such a truth leaves me with only one position as a writer.  I must identify the one whom can learn from this, and attempt to provide a vision which may foster both goodness and perfection to exist.  Because I am dedicated to the right and cause of women, I immediately think of wives.  Therefore, I tell you… throughout all this, I am still weak to wisdom and refuse to become anything else except what I am.  If justice proclaims that I am a fool, it is no concern to me.  My heart is more than hardened, my very soul is destroyed and I will keep destroying it myself.  At least I see the consequences of my acts as I continue to be exactly as life has mandated.  I am held accountable, and life is to blame.