disproportionate ideals

i just had a dream. in that dream, i asked an angel for love, friendship, and respect. the angel smirked and pointed at an envelope behind me, then walked away scratching his tattoo of a tribal cross on his back.

i opened the envelope and pulled out its contents. inside was a bank book declaring i had a billion dollars in my bank account. confused, i walked to a nearby bar and reflected upon my little experience.

can money buy everything?

the generic answer would have to be no.

your parents will say no. an average person would say no. everybody else would say no.

they say money can't buy you love. can't buy you friendship. can't buy you respect. in other words, most would say money can't buy you anything immaterial or intangible.

oh the feeble minded people. do we always have to stick to the maxims we all grew up with?

these are folk wisdom. and they're obsolete. nowadays, it's wise that we face the truth.

that these ideals are long dead.

yes, money can buy everything. rich an ugly people got the love they deserve, didn't they? and they have all the beautiful women loving them. because they use money to show their love and generosity, and that women who initially started dating filthy rich butt-ugly guys eventually fall in love. yes, it's the money. not that the rich farts care, or understand, or whatever it is that they've got goin' on.

money, wins you all the respect you need. people respect money. people will respect you, if you're so damn rich. slap 'em with a coupla hundred dollar bills and they'll kneel before you. all shall love you. all shall follow you. start a company, become the boss, everyone'll respect you.

money, gathers you enough friends to last you a lifetime. you won't even run outta friends lest you run outta money. they'll love you. they'll love your money. show 'em some green and you get yourself somebody you can lean on. aid a person once, financially, and voila, instant life companion.

the angel was right. he wasn't playing around acting holy an' all. he was being straightforward. "i know what you really want. i'ma get you love, respect, an friendship, son."

dammit, these visions are messin' up my judgement.