I am surrounded by the rich. have you met them? our friends who are blessed beyond measure? I am surrounded by people overflowing with love. the oppressed, the marginalized, the victims, society names them. I say no. you have it backwards. my wealthy friends tell the truth, it flows like sweet honey from their lips. they know the value of words, actions. it’s their currency. strength, unity, loyalty comprise their foundations. the rich. empty individualistic deception escapes their reality because they see the Truth with eyes that we don’t have.
Open your eyes.