after being in EY,
i feel so drained.
that is definitely not my passion, my dream.
how many of us have dreams?
how many of us are told that money is more important?
how many of us are happy?
doesnt it kills us inside to be working for money for practical means not dreams?
money was suppose serve us, our needs!
but why are we working under slavery for money?
money feels so cold, dead. is that why singaporeans are so emotionally cold and dead too?
how mant have backstabbed or hurt another to climb the corporate ladder?
in singapore, it's all bout money money and money!
money is so personified that i some how think that money have parents too!
you need the money papa and the money mama to create money.
only with money, more money are created.
so where are we suppose to get money?
education and hard labour?
but education needs money!
so the bottom basis of life is still money isnt it?
life is so meaningless when we live for money.
there's no more dreams, passions, and love anymore.
all we have is money.
if you wanna survive, embrace money,
our survival kit.
living things are suppose to evolve to accustom to our living circumstances.
evolve
i believe we have evolved,
i call this as emotional evolution.