Pouring Rain

the power that we, as humans, hold. it is far too great. why are we alone with this knowledge, this learning ability? we hold power over everything it is that way from our birth, we grow up with it and we take what is ours because we could. we are the supreme being on this planet. we can withstand change. we can learn and adapt to things. we defy gravity and the reaches of man. we can go beyond our own reach and all we think about is more. we want nothing but more. its instinct. we are hardwired to want more, to gain more power more wealth. all so that we can show up the others, it shows our rank, our placement in society. and yet even though we can do this, we can take what we want and have what we want. most people never really stop and think whether we should. to take the air we breathe that which we require to live and tax it so that someone makes money off of it. the water that we drink, the very sole material that we so desperately need, isn't free. when was the world turned into a huge store for someone to make money off of? if you have enough money you can have anything you like. who is there to tell them no? not you nor i. can a balance ever be established? only once our very lives are in immediate danger will that happen. flight or fight. its in our heads. the idea of money has turned us into working zombies. you work because you have to live. how wrong is that. you now need money to live, to breathe, to drink, to eat, to love, to survive. what once was free is no more. we are slaves to work for money to do the most simple thing of all, to live.