Wish

I could find an easier way to make a fuckin' buck.  Maximum profit, minimum complexity, bullshit and aggravation, think up a number, push a bit, and it would be so, magically appear.  Would free up the mind to think more noble, creative, holistic, altruistic thoughts, and pursue more worthwhile causes, like helping others.  Hard to think creatively and care when one is so far down in the trenches, time is so limited, in the dumps, wondering how one is going to pay one's own bare living expenses.  Deeply depressed about this.  Otherwise, life is grand.  Looking forward to the next world, or an afterlife.  In the afterlife, or in our dreams, we're pure thought, pure spirit, think it and it is so.  In this place, we're constrained by materiality, physicality, and competition from each other.  This world sucks, and doesnt work.  Or maybe I just haven't found my little cubicle of brilliance, where I can kick ass, push, using my particular skillset, and generate a large number.  That is all for now.