“Rich and wealthy”

All my life I wanted to be rich, I wanted to be wealthy.

I imagined owning a house like the ones I’ve seen on MTV Cribs.

The devil saw what I wanted and enslaved me for a lifetime over it.

I worked hard beyond what is humanly expected of me just so I could be rich.

Through it all I hoped that wealth would be the end-result.

Had I known that wealth is a lie, had I known that there is no way one man can own a house worth millions of dollars while another man in the same town is homeless, I would never have bothered.

However, because of what I saw, because of what I believed could be obtained, achieved, I continued to strive and persevere.

My life-story has something in common with every success-story you’ve ever heard.

I stayed in school, I finished college, I went to university and graduated successfully, and at the end of all that, I have nothing.

To this day I am a grown man with nothing; no kids, no wife, no house – nothing!

Because of the life I’ve lived, because of the experiences I’ve had, I can confidently say that I am not afraid of God.

I am not afraid of Satan either; neither one granted me the wealthy lifestyle that I earned – the lifestyle that I worked so hard for…

After all the hard work was done, it seems the rewarding results went somewhere else.

My life is nothing but sadness, misery and loss on repeat.

My existence is a long list of unfortunate events.

Enough is enough.

I am no longer working hard hopping to be rich because that never happens.

I’ve made up my mind to stop chasing wealth. For if it could happen it would have happened a hundred times already.

I’ve made up my mind to be happy without being rich, without being wealthy.

I’ve made up my mind to settle as I am where I am. End of story!