I dont' want to earn my money that way.
I want to invent something, or problem solve, to help mankind and feel good where I got all my big money from. Not some 'gift' that befell ME and not others, where *I* became stinking rich, while others who slave away and get dirty everyday, who may go from paycheck to paycheck, while *I* get to live like a king, for not having to have lifted a finger.
Nope.
I won't even play the lottery out of fear that I could win, and this could then force my hand, like a test from the Almighty, to see just what I'd do with all that money.
What would I expect of myself to do? To give 1/2 of it to charity/churches? Would I turn away all the phone calls from all the victims of Katrina, Rita and mudslides and tsunamis?
What would I do when the phone calls would start to come in from people who tell me they have cancer and had strokes and heart attacks and had 6 operations and gave birth to a deformed child and they are $275,000 in debt to the hospital?
Would I feel secure anytime there was a knock at my door late at night? Would I have to glue a set of eyes on the back of my head?
Nah. *YOU* go win that cursed money. Not me!
I want to invent something, or problem solve, to help mankind and feel good where I got all my big money from. Not some 'gift' that befell ME and not others, where *I* became stinking rich, while others who slave away and get dirty everyday, who may go from paycheck to paycheck, while *I* get to live like a king, for not having to have lifted a finger.
Nope.
I won't even play the lottery out of fear that I could win, and this could then force my hand, like a test from the Almighty, to see just what I'd do with all that money.
What would I expect of myself to do? To give 1/2 of it to charity/churches? Would I turn away all the phone calls from all the victims of Katrina, Rita and mudslides and tsunamis?
What would I do when the phone calls would start to come in from people who tell me they have cancer and had strokes and heart attacks and had 6 operations and gave birth to a deformed child and they are $275,000 in debt to the hospital?
Would I feel secure anytime there was a knock at my door late at night? Would I have to glue a set of eyes on the back of my head?
Nah. *YOU* go win that cursed money. Not me!
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