Paid. Made. Laid.
Joking with this blog title aside, Krüde wanted to give
the people who read my words a verbal exploration of being in the black. Having
cash. Enough cash to do things. And where your humble and
handsome blogist stands on the issue.
I usually do not do things just for the cash. When I worked
the Manhattan market selling kitchen and bath renovations, my paychecks were
very sweet. Years later, my physical health cannot withstand the wear and tear
of running around NYC every day. So I had to take my skills to my home state of
New Jersey. And now I make less money. But my overall health isn’t being
put into jeopardy everyday. Advantage: my spine. My bank account has reason to
complain. But fuck that bank shit. Cash is where its at
John Holmes once made a gay movie The Private
PleasureS of John C Holmes when he was already well established in the
porn industry. Why? Same reason as always: the $$$. People do things
just for cash. Never thinking of the negative consequences. Private pleasures??!! Straight men don’t go gay for no good reason.
Cash wins everytime. Especially if you have pricey addictions
Money makes the world go ‘round. Money makes things happen. Having
money means more things happen. Not having money means you have to find joys in
life that don’t cost anything. I have lived both sides of this fence. If I have
money, I spend it. If I don’t have money, life isn’t too bad. Been there. Done
that. What more do I really need to accomplish at this point? Will having money
make me happier? Doubt it.
Putting life into motion doesn’t cost a thing. Letting life drift away while dreaming about monetary riches is a sin. Be real. Use your head. Spank your demons. Love to love. Cheers!
Evolution is a mystery….
KK
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