1.35 billion dollars. Mega jackpot in the American lottery. Cracked. Today. Not me. Some American „lucky idiot“.
Donate a billion. For spiritual development, the healing of humanity and the earth.
$350,000,000 left over.
How „left over“?! Left over for me? 350 million dollars? Remaining? Yesterday €120 in the account and today $350 million is a sum I keep left over for me? Preferably for safekeeping.
What a treacherous flash of thought, a split second only: a beautiful house in the mountains. – and carefree for the rest of your life.
Means: Forget the rest of the world. My money sets me apart from all the suffering in the world. With $350,000,000 *as security *, nothing can happen to me now. I buy everything I need for a carefree, secure life.
One thought game was enough to make me understand. To make me feel how the rich feel. There can never be enough money to guarantee security for the rest of your life. The personal security. One’s peace and quiet in such a confusing and dangerous world. Nice and safe and far away from all dangers. One can buy, after all. And when the world ends and goes up in flames, you’ve bought yourself a luxury bunker beforehand. With luxury food for 10 years. And lots of weapons. Or you fly straight into space.
Now I have donated a billion to save the world beforehand. I haven’t been rich that long. And I didn’t fight for it. I’m actually an unqualified newcomer to the world of wealth. But the professionals. The professionals, the fearful ones who have always wanted money and have done everything for it, all their lives, they lack the concept of saving the world. They lost it in their childhood and now only know fear. Therefore, for them there is only bunker and space flight. Only away from the threat and into personal paradise….
Fear and money are unfortunately connected. So not much can be expected from the rich in terms of saving humanity. Their thought structures are too defective.
Well… Maybe I’ll donate another 300,000,000. But I’ll really keep 50,000,000 myself. Just to be on the safe side. You never know what’s coming…
Well… Death is coming. But we’d better forget about that. We rich people really have no concept for that. We’d rather spend 10 years in a windowless bunker and then vegetate in post-nuclear hell or slowly circle, circle, circle in the cold universe. These are reassuring concepts. Survival – naked survival – is assured. That is immensely reassuring. And when the restlessness returns, there are thicker reinforced concrete walls, bigger weapons, another 10 years of food on top or you fly further and further. Further and further away from the world of fear that you can’t completely control.
If you can’t kill it, then you have to move away from it…. It’s a coherent concept, isn’t it…? And it starts with the house out in the mountains….
But not all rich people are like that! That’s too sweeping! – It’s not. Whoever wants to be even a little rich for himself has not understood life and death…. He serves nothing and no one with his life. Not even himself…