HOPES IN ORDURE

Human beings are a kaleidoscope of emotions. Our actions and words are propelled by the feelings we experience. When people fall in love, they are simply reacting to a feeling kindled by the sight of an external object or subject. For human beings, nothing happens by chance, there is always cause and effect, action and reaction. While expressing love and happiness comes naturally to some, many find it challenging to admit to or accept the emotion of jealousy they sense or have for those close to them – be it a friend, sibling, or family member. The fear of admitting jealousy stems from the belief that it is unhealthy to feel envious of someone seemingly doing better than oneself. We often hesitate to acknowledge this emotion, assuming it reflects poorly on our character. We believe “true friends” aren’t even supposed to feel jealous at all, that they should always cheer up their friends (true) and support them along the way (true again). But I ask, why is it normal to feel and also e...

If you ask a random person walking on the street, minding their own business, what they would do if they hypothetically won a million dollars, the popular reply would be, 'I'll be very happy, of course.' Then, they would go ahead to mention how the one million dollars (hypothetically speaking, of course) would make all of their problems go poof. Notice that at this moment, the person (probably not all of them because not everyone has a sense of humor, and everyone is angry these days) is beginning to talk excitedly, as if in anticipation of the hypothetical one million dollars. You notice them looking at you, a twinkle of hope in their eyes, hoping for a fleeting moment that you're probably some Mr. Beast type of person wishing to gift them a huge amount of money. You would notice, too, that they tend to look around quite often, hoping to catch the hidden camera man somewhere behind a car or a bus or behind a bush. They don't see any hidden camera man, and they cann...

Money is the god of the twenty-first-century man. Without it, he is nothing, incapable of doing anything. He bows before its fearful might, and in his deepest, darkest moments, it asks him, ‘Would you die for me?’ All hail money, the God of Gods. All hail money, freedom for slaves. All hail money, bondage for the free. All hail money, humanity’s God. Who needs heaven when you’ve got money? Money gives you heaven on earth. Who needs Jesus when you’ve got money? Money brings you salvation. Everything we are or choose to be is motivated by money. Who dares to speak when money speaks? Who stands when money sits? Money buys humility, for no one without money can afford to be humble. Oh, my God, what have I done? Why have you forsaken me so? I have been lost without your touch, hungry without your power. Oh, God! My God! Come unto me now! Let me feel you! Let me smell you! Fill my wallets and give me confidence; let me use you, oh God! Every single day of my existence is meaningful because y...