I don't believe in constants, but its remarkable who the world have chosen to govern themselves. Legal tender they call it, picking us by our very nose. It's ironic though, how it was suppose to provide us easy-goings, but as the unanimous leader in itself, it took its self-directed course. Selflessness turned self-ishness, and every man in a rampage to seize their own islands. Are we still to dream for infinity, that this world is eternal? But what's there to plea but for money. The more the merrier isn't it?

They say money can't buy us happiness, but it sure seems that to me. It certainly is too much to ask for from a what-seems-to-be a god-forsaken world, a materialistic generation. I mean, what is there to ask from a society where the poor seems to spend the most?