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!"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!"
And on top of all that, you can buy all sorts of cool shit with it!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.
Horrible to think that when it comes down to it I'm probably forcing myself to read clever books because of self esteem issues
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.it's very different when an arbitary figure gets digtially zapped into your account
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.
I think, perhaps at some subconscious level, we all want her to be guilty of awful things just because her surname is so close to "degenerate", don't we?