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The Truth of Success is Hidden


Hidden

     beneath the makeup and cloths

            beneath backwards hats and cologn

                    beneath fake smiles and forced laughter

We are all simply energy, connected through this universe

We all live on the same world, with the same civil quota and rules 

We are all animals, trapped by a cage of standards

Success 

       measured in materialistic illusions

             Measured by zeros coming and going

                  Measured by pieces of cloth stacked in wallets

Money can not create oxygen when all the trees have gone

Cars and fine china can not create a loving family

Fine jewels can not buy food when the soil is poisoned

Truth

      Wealth is not measured by physical items

           The Earth does not recognize our paper currency

                    The things that truly matter can not be bought or sold

Mother Nature has given us everything we need,

yet we take advantage of those things that mater, and obsess over items with no real value

If humans social stigmas and petty beliefs dissolved, the earth would take no care, because

everything we are taught is false, and everything our race has become is prompted by a curtain of lies

For the truth of success is hidden

       in a realm unseen,

             in a realm void of objects,

                    in a realm reached only through the heart of ones soul.     

    

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