version

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I love money. I love how sleek it's becoming. The surface. There's something really enticing about the way it moves -- like ice, like a snake.
 

luka

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ive mentioned it before but when you make your money in a completely unmediated way, filthy banknote pressed into palm, you develop this atavistic relationship with it. Woops used to count his every single day. delighting in the feel of them stacked up in his hand. it's your treasure. your Scrooge pile.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
I don't care about money itself I care about being able to carelessly splash out on a posh meal. Another bottle of wine!

Aware now I'm making myself sound like a canary wharf banker. I'm terrible with money really but in a tiny way I've tasted what it must be like to have enough not to care about it. And I loved the taste.

Hate working though, I just haven't got that in me. I suppose actually I don't love money ENOUGH.
 

luka

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in the former case you can't help feeling you magicked it up. it's a measure of your worth. it's your will made manifest. and you go out and spend a oner on cocktails and feel like a king of the universe.
 

Mr. Tea

Let's Talk About Ceps
my Path was made easy by never having eaten meat and never having made any money. no renunciation involved. cheating really.
You could be like a reverse Buddha. Suddenly make a fuckton of cash, buy a massive mansion, live on the choicest of viandes and vintage champagnes, Gucci suits, fancy birds all over the place, and then go out into the world to preach the gospel - "Hey everyone, this is fucking awesome!"
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
A less exalted moment on acid came when I happened across pictures of Ellen degeneres's mansion on Instagram and I started slipping into a painful reverie about how great it would be to live there.

I snapped out of it.

The devil appears in seductive garbs
 

luka

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You could be like a reverse Buddha. Suddenly make a fuckton of cash, buy a massive mansion, live on the choicest of viandes and vintage champagnes, Gucci suits, fancy birds all over the place, and then go out into the world to preach the gospel - "Hey everyone, this is fucking awesome!"

well i wouldn't say no
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
I'm somehow convinced that if Luka lowered himself a little he'd be rich as fuck. If he condescended to being successful.
 

luka

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A less exalted moment on acid came when I happened across pictures of Ellen degeneres's mansion on Instagram and I started slipping into a painful reverie about how great it would be to live there.

I snapped out of it.

The devil appears in seductive garbs

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version

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it's very different when an arbitary figure gets digtially zapped into your account
I love that. I get this visceral response to the lack of friction. I love how quick and precise it is. Slick and glamorous. Crisp and ice blue. Makes me think of Gibson's descriptions of cyberspace.
 

luka

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Very important to remember that she has been exposed as a completely horrible person recently which suggests to me (am I naive?) that she's still miserable despite her staggering wealth and incredible mansion.

And if anything I'd be worse.

has she? i can easily beleive it. she always come across as a sadist and a bully whenever i've seen clips.
 

version

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There were rumours about her for years. She's apparently one of those celebrities who demands nobody make eye contact with them etc. She's also alleged to have gotten a rescue dog, given it away to a family after a few weeks because she couldn't be arsed with it anymore then gone on her show crying about how the rescue centre took her dog off her when what actually happened was they took the dog back from the family because you're not allowed to just give them away like that.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Apparently that's precisely what she is. Its been an open secret in Hollywood for years. They say the first two things everyone who moves to Hollywood experiences is a parking ticket and somebody telling them a horrible story about working for Ellen.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Do you think the internet could one day make it unfeasible to be an arsehole in "private"? If you're famous, at least.

Or will it be the opposite case? Everyone an arsehole and proud.
 
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