Oh,
this dollar has become more than one thought was able.
Has altered the human,
forever.
For now,
there sits no mind within them.
No,
ability to untether oneself from it.
To instead,
find themselves lost,
whilst simply,
searching.
Search not for self,
but for,
this dollar.
Oh,
this dollar,
has it created,
an animal,
from man?
Has it made man,
more beast than that of a thinking being?
Has such been altered so completely,
to never truly be human again?
To indeed,
only be,
this dollar being?
This wanting being?
Be you not,
human?
Be you not,
able to speak to your mind?
To comprehend deeply,
what it means to survive?
Need you truly,
exist tethered to that of an externals life?
And,
more importantly,
need that life have more?
Constantly,
more and more?
One wonders,
what it means to endure,
simply for this.
This more.
For,
I've yet to see such a thing exist within,
actuality.
For,
be there only a singularity.
The simplicity of an individual entity.
Absent the ability to truly exist tethered to more.
For,
one shall forever be one,
forever exist only,
within the confines of one's reality.
Be there no way which,
more could exist within,
such a narrow capacity.
Be there,
in actuality,
the absence of,
more...
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