Money Isn’t Real

What if it all collapsed? The entire financial system destroyed. Some prepare for this event their entire life, create sovereign identities separate from the “United States of America, Inc.”, stockpile beans, shotguns, HAM radios, whatever.

What’s left after the dust settles?

All of the work done to create business, commerce, buy time, stack resources, whatever it is we think to do with money is now eliminated.

Most of us don’t touch money anymore. It sits on an Excel spreadsheet at our bank as we debit/credit transactions through electronic handshakes.

It’s meaning less and less to us what the value of the money is we work so hard for.

Is it important to our survival? Most certainly it is. As culture evolves and our life is distilled down to the most essential form of “Who Am I” the value of the products we work so hard to create for consumption are now scrap metal.

I don’t blame you if you think my stand is to leave the system all together. Set fire to all the education and skill that made me the man I am today.

That’s not true at all. It gives me more motivation rather than less, to make a difference in the world. It puts a solid underline over the following mantra that I created and keep coming back to:

Money isn’t real. Time and people are.

Exhausted from the aftermath of a decade long analysis session of what things there are to do and what things there are not to do, I realized in lieu of the fact that I don’t have as much time as I think.

Every moment is a magic moment. It’s time to press forward with leading in every aspect of life. Forget obsessing over whether or not my ideas are viable for revenue. Or how to market it. Or how to whatever.

All the money I look to collect during my venture means nothing when the time spent collecting it is lost forever. What a disgusting exchange of pleasantries.

Money isn’t real.

Time and people are.