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Poetic Podcast Episode 25 Bop

‘Nothing to do, they don’t need us. Hell of a lot of busy work, what are we doing sitting here ?‘ These are the twisted thoughts that plague so many people every day as they sit idle and fiddle; I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again; We have a shortage of soul; Restlessness is mischief in lazy hands; No real motivation except flash cash and micro dopamine hits; Pulling up an app chasing fast money; Honey, that slot machine has no value; If anyone can get it without a grind? There is something inside unsatisfied; Each minute it continuously grows; I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again; We have a shortage of soul; Wealth can’t be based on economics, you flourish when your spirit is full; Not a thing you don’t work for will give you purpose; Easy will always leave you empty, on the sofa with seven deadly sins; I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again; We have a shortage of soul.

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Date: 5/22/2024 2:00:00 AM
Wise words and beautiful poetry!
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Melani Udaeta
Date: 5/22/2024 6:21:00 AM
Thank you. This is the most terrifying trend I have ever witnessed. I hope humanity can find what it so desperately needs. Blessings.

Book: Shattered Sighs