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Let them have it; it's theirs

 Beauty goes out of the world and it's only the beating of flesh that fills the air. It's only the moaning of some whore made good by the bank balance of a richer man. Let them bang on at it. Let the flesh smells rot the air. As for this withering part of the tree, As for me:  I will enjoy the last rays of the sun.  People are such a disappointment.

You can't buy experiences

 If I learned anything at all from this week in Bangkok, it's that there's more value in experience than there is in money. 

Maybe I had to throw that 50,000 usd away to realize it. 

That's all I can come up with. 

I'm sorry. I don't have anything else.

Maybe money is just a tiny sliver of what it's got to be. 

Too much emphasis on money is terribly depressing and it flattens the entire experience of life. 



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