divine postman: the joy of the dollar is short-lived robert.
kiyosaki: when people find their joy in the dollar divine postman, they will become slaves to money. waking up in the morning for the majority of their lives to work for money. most people have a price for their souls because of human emotions named fear and greed. first, the fear of being without money motivates people to work hard.
once people get their paychecks greed or desire starts to set in and stimulates their thinking about all the wonderful things that money can buy. the routine becomes entrenched through repetition.
divine postman: the habit of waking up everyday in the morning is bred through schooling. at an early age children are conditioned to wake up and go to school.
kiyosaki: the routine of schooling is subconsciously preparing them for their adult life when they will serve an institution. thus forsaking their lives.
divine postman: schooling is the engine by which the powers that be produce laborers to work the economy of a nation.
kiyosaki: the government along with the private sector needs human hands, just as henry ford needed workers in the production line to produce more cars.
divine postman: through indoctrination from schooling, and the marketing of what money can buy people have fears instilled in them which motivates them to live for greed.
kiyosaki: schooling does not impart the culture of giving and fails to acknowledge that we live in a system. there will be a discord in our lives when we live for a family. buying more comfort, more security, and more food will not cause our fears to disappear.
divine postman: money cannot eradicate your fears kiyosaki, it is only through obeying the divine laws of nature that we will learn and grow.
kiyosaki: nature will not have us fret and fume. she does not like our benevolence or our learning much better than she likes our frauds and wars divine postman.
divine postman: she calls all men unto her with the break of dawn. the tempered light of the woods is like a perpetual morning, and is stimulating and heroic, mythology comes alive in the silent woods. the anciently reported spells of these places creep on us. the stems of pines, hemlocks, and oaks almost gleam like iron on the excited eye.
kiyosaki: city dolls divine postman are full of mechanical actions. love will bring abundant joy; but our benevolence is unhappy. hera demands the attention of all men unto herself, that she may whisper within.
divine postman: oh! how jealous she is kiyosaki of her divine souls, a man can never tread in her presence when he is busy with many idols. she commands absolute solitude.
kiyosaki: we pain ourselves to please nobody, our homes, our marriages, our religions, our employments, and our system of education are yokes to the neck.
divine postman: there are natural ways of arriving at the ends at which these aim, but do not arrive.
kiyosaki: all men desire freedom, joy, love, knowledge and pleasure but go about it in a perverted manner.
divine postman: why should all virtue work in one and the same way kiyosaki? and why should all give dollars?
kiyosaki: it is very inconvenient to us rural folk who live with fire, water, earth, and air divine postman. and we do not think that any good will come of it either. we find refuge in our history.
divine postman: we have not dollars friend; merchants have. let them give them. farmers will give corn, poets will sing; philosophers and historians will share wisdom.
kiyosaki: servants will lend a hand, the children will bring flowers, and the young men and women will dance around the fire.
divine postman: goats will delight us with their clashing horns, young sheep will fill our hearts with their tender bleats. and the stars will grant men peace. iAM taught the poorness of our invention kiyosaki, the ugliness of houses, cities, and palaces. art and luxury have early learned that they must work as enhancement and sequel to this original beauty.
iAM overinstructed for my return. henceforth i shall be hard to please. i cannot go back to toys. iAM grown expensive and sophisticated. i can no longer live without elegance, but a village folk shall be my master of revels. he who knows the most; he who knows what sweets and virtues are in the ground, the waters, the sheep, the mountains, the trees, and heavens. and how to come at these enchantments is the rich and royal man. heaven and earth lives in the mind.
kiyosaki: nothing is left us now but death my friend. we look to that with a grim satisfaction, saying there atleast is reality that will not dodge us. greatest of all joys is to be master of yourself. we see young men divine postman who owe us a new world, so readily and lavishly they promise; they die young and dodge the account; or if they live they lose themselves in the crowd.
divine postman: we must always hold our gaze robert and listen to the whispers of love. and continue to give our lives to a noble cause. i will not live among ruins. i believe in the glory of heaven and earth. my treasure i will find in her roots. my soul cannot be bought.