Divad Ekci: What is Money?

O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death!

Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave

Thee, native soil! these happy walks and shades,

Fit haunt of Gods? where I had hope to spend,

Quiet though sad, the respite of that day

That must be mortal to us both. O flowers,

That never will in other climate grow,

My early visitation, and my last

At Ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand

From the first opening bud, and gave ye names,

Who now shall rear ye to the Sun, or rank

Your Tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount?

Thee lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned

With what to sight or smell was sweet; from thee

How shall I part, and whither wander down

Into a lower world; to this obscure

And wild, how shall we breathe in other Air

Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits?

Eve in John Milton's Paradise Lost Book XI

Satan still seduces.  Just as Eve fell for the fallen angel's disguise as a talking serpent who got her to eat the forbidden fruit, Satan today leads the bulk of humanity into the heavy ways of death-orientated lead, and his sister-wife,  materialism.  Money is debt is death; in Amerika's case, a black hole now valued at least $100 trillion.  Forget the UN-fed scare stories of flying pigs.  The real pandemic is thanatos, a global death wish.  Humanity defecates on its golden birthright by falling for Satan's modern day public relations.  He disguises himself as a messiah, an expert, a new age guru, an objective journalist, a peer-reviewed scientist, a doctor with letters from a respectable medical school, a teacher and a professor. Plant food and hemp are evil but fluorescent lights and nuclear power will save Earth from cow farts and fat people.   We have countless historical lessons on how voting is fraudulent yet we keep electing vampires who suck us dry.  We refuse to consider real issues like who gets to make the money and feel like we're doing something fantastic by using fewer plastic bags.  We wank anytime that guy from Tennessee tells us we need to pay more for our utilities.  Alex Jones is right about how stupidity is cool.  The spine of life doesn't just sit in molten excrement.  It also reaches for Heaven.  Why do we refuse to look up into the infinite firmament?