I guess we managed before money and could find a way to do it after, although you are right, how to wrap your head around that one, what would it look like?

I did chuckle at your Stockholm syndrome analogy 😁 It is scarily accurate.

Money is countable so provides a decent way to measure value and progress so I guess it is a good a way as any to know when you are doing well or not, I lost the game so, so long ago, it's not even funny.

You and I know though, that value is a subjective term, and the things we derive true value from are not the Benjamin's, it may appear that way when, caught up in the moment or playing the game, but we are both smart enough and of the right mindset to know where it is really at.

A little while ago, I was laid on a bed feeling like I was gonna die, but survival instinct told me that I wasn't actually gonna die, it just felt bad at that time... A doctor or more accurately a consultant came and talked to me in a very matter of fact way and said Mr Wood, I will do what I can, but there is a strong chance that you will die!!!

He wasn't comforting, or consoling but direct and I have always liked him for it and still do, but what I can tell you is that in the hours that followed a raft of things were organised and prioritised in my head and I remember the over arching realisation about money, it doesn't matter... Everything I had aimed for, dreamed of and thought I wanted didn't even register a flicker on that scale of priorities...

The only time money came in to it is when I thought about m'lady and I thought Crap! She can't afford a funeral, and what's she going to do for money???

Then I realised she would be so unbothered about money after losing me and that kinda stuff would work out somehow anyway, it always does...

Less than 3 weeks after being 'outta the woods', I was released from prison hospital and within days I got sepsis and apparently wasn't expected to pull through again and all I wanted was to spend as much time as I could with m'lady and my daughters, it was like a bolt of lightning struck me and I genuinely understood things, except the wolf in the bed opposite, surrounded by pink sparkly orbs (I had a VERY serios fever, I should point out!!!)

This is not intended as a spiritual awakening tale, replete with the very secret of life contained within, just an experience I had which felt more real than most of my life in the previous 52 years.

Now then... If you offered me $1 million, would I accept?

ABSO-BLOODY-LUTELY!!!

And if you have that lying around and it has no purpose you should totally do that whole offering it thing 😁You see I have never perceived money to be evil, despite the obvious evidence of evildoers with money and how they act.

I see it as a tool that magnifies, if you are good at heart, you can do really good things with money the opposite is obviously true. As you inferred societies without money or more likely with socialism, do not inspire the creators to create as everybody winds up with the same amount anyway. That monetary measure is removed is progress is more difficult to measure. Even if satisfaction to the task is the measure, the state will likely seize your life's work and divide it among the masses equally, of course 😛

That was a long way to reach this conclusion... I don't bloody know the answer! 🤣