Angels and Demons are with you

Fredy 2022-04-19 09:01:19

Human nature is a complicated thing, and if I'm not mistaken, everyone struggles every day with choices that aren't necessarily the right one.

No one knows where that seemingly trivial choice will lead us? Even if the lawyer made a new choice, he would still be unable to escape Satan's provocation. Human nature may fall again, and vanity is the original sin.

This world is so ridiculous, on the one hand we see that fame and fortune are hung up everywhere, and on the other hand, they quietly tell us that they are not really happy. Of course, the happiness of being in the chain of higher organisms is something that I cannot understand.

Why do we have to work hard and become excellent people, because only in this way, you will have more and more connections and rights, and I use each other to make life comfortable. It's like saying vicious words, not swearing hysterically, but calmly saying that you are really useless. Therefore, no one will reject more resources, more money, and more interests, even if we exchange family affection and love.

When young people get drunk, they will always shout about fucking love, I only want money!

Right is money, it has become a yardstick for measuring the value of a person, and it is specifically operated in various scenarios, such as blind dates, negotiations, wedding banquets, and funerals. Where the loudest voices are, it means that there are valuable people there.

Will fame and fortune breed endless greed? The answer should be, yes. Those who are poor and ignorant of the world are gradually called the spokesperson of losers and fools. And success is defined by who the fuck. Who is the mastermind behind this big board game of society? An angel or a devil, or a combination of them.

Is desire and vanity wrong? Who doesn't want to be more respected and loved? This is the driving force for our struggle, better cars, more houses, and more free money. Without money, what is freedom? Survival on a desert island? Do you want to try it too?

But the problem is that only a few people have most of the wealth, and many more people can only follow step by step and barely survive. So, most of us will be a little relieved to see such a film, you see those high above, they are just eating bloodthirsty steamed buns.

Because we are kinder than them, we have not blocked everything and are poorer, but our souls are clean. This is how I deceived myself, I was forced to come to the big city for nearly ten years and got nothing because I was not greedy enough to withstand all kinds of temptations? No, I've never had the chance to get close to temptation, day in and day out of basic jobs, and the reason I'm so poor is because I'm too lazy.

Desire can't wake me up, it makes me full of blood and fighting spirit. No desire and no desire, let the whole person feel soft and be placed at will by this era. Occasionally, inexplicable anger will rise, but it has not been transformed into upward momentum, but has been allowed to extinguish itself by an unnamed fire.

Life can only remain the same. If such a life is not wonderful or beautiful, it will not be written in the script, but there are not many ordinary people. If they do not fight or rob, they will always stay in the corner quietly and not be seen.

It's a bit messy to say, and I don't think you should be too harsh on those who do anything to achieve success. They are simply awakened to their humanity.

More people just like to pretend to sleep

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The Devil's Advocate quotes

  • John Milton: Now with this? Now that you're down? I'd get ready for one of those, Class-A, New York-style pigfucks.

  • John Milton: Eddie Barzoon, Eddie Barzoon. Hah! Oh, I nursed him through two divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist. Heh. God's creature, right? God's special creature? Hah! And I've warned him Kevin, I've warned him every step of the way. Watching him bounce around like a fucking game, like a windup toy! Like 250 pounds of self serving greed on wheels. The next thousand years is right around the corner, Kevin, and Eddie Barzoon-take a good look, because he's the poster child for the next millennium! These people, it's no mystery where they come from. You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire, you build egos the size of cathedrals, fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse, grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold plated fantasies until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god, and where can you go from there? And as we're scrambling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet? As the air thickens, the water sours, and even the bees honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity. And it just keeps coming, faster and faster. There's no chance to think, to prepare. It's buy futures, sell futures, when there is no future! We got a runaway train boy, we got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future. Every one of 'em getting ready to fist-fuck god's ex-planet, lick their fingers clean as they reach out toward their pristine, cybernetic keyboards to total up their billable hours. And then it hits home! You gotta pay your own way, Eddie. It's a little late in the game to buy out now! Your belly's too full, your dick is sore, your eyes are bloodshot, and you're screaming for someone to help! But guess what? There's no one there! You're all alone, Eddie. You're god's special little creature. Maybe it's true, maybe god threw the dice once too often. Maybe he let us all down.