By having trillions at my disposal, I have nothing.

I got what I asked for.

I wanted nothing for myself and now I am happily free of want for myself.

Although my wife and family have needs that I meet.

It is the only way one can truly rule a universe, gaining absolutely nothing for oneself.

It is not easy.

Resisting temptation has its day baking me dry in the sun, making me parched and willing to drink anything to stay alive.

The last of my wants – to stay alive – is the most difficult to overcome.

Billions of cells preprogrammed to seek life, sometimes at odds with fleeting thoughts asking why being alive is such a big deal.

If social anxiety is truly a form of hidden strength, then is wondering what I’m doing while I’m alive the secret to giving life to a universe of states of energy?

It appears to be so in this moment.

How much do I give myself over to a pure path of poverty in order to help those who can only find their way on a path of prosperity?

What, then, is prosperity?

How much is enough?

How do we plant seeds in billions of parents that sprout into many ways of teaching their children to appreciate moderation, accommodating myriad sub/cultures?

The strong personality that insists the path of excess is the one true path is also part of the whole picture.

How do I deal with that?

Questions form their own answer.

Happiness, Rick, stay on that path.

The species can be saved from itself by itself if it has the right tools and technology to facilitate full comprehension of future impact of one’s actions in the moment.

Finding fun ways to be serious.