maybe you dont even know what it means to be poor? i would hate to be rich..thats my idea of hell my family was never rich..or poor exactly, but myparents did make prettydecent money.. but tothis day they relate every experience everything they do thinkor say has some bassis in money hell even when my dad was making probly 100,000 a year my mom would count the number of squares of tiolet paper shed use & worry intencely over every penny shed spend how can uhave anyy sence of freedom when your a slave to lil greeen peives of paper? i'm just the opposite, i make very lil money..barely enoughto survive but im very happy inever worry about money at all i scatter all my loose change in the street for others who need it more (i save only quarters foer laundry the rest gets tossed on the sidewalk) i love to give all i can and..i'm happy i'd rather live in a cave, and eat grass and wear leaves then live a life constantly worried about lil green peices of paper to be rich you give yoursef over to slavery..your a slave to the system..a slave to money..a slave to useless things you dont really need anyways would 200$ sneakers really make you happier? what if you had to give up a entire year of your life to afford them? i'd rather spend that year just loving life
I dont mind it, what do i need alot of money for. All money is good for is going out and suporting big buisness that im really against even though Im stuck doing it to a certain degree. Do yourself a favor and buy used whenever you can or make your own stuff.
i'd personaly like to never use $ again for anything barter always works out better for me barter just makes more sence then arbitrarily assigning set values to items anyway
I'm kinda in between. Have seen both worlds closely. Lived in the poor one. The richest people I knew were also the most miserable.
I don't mind being poor-er. I've grown up poor and learned to make it work. What I DON'T like is being in substantial debt, which case in point, I'm in right now. I'de rather have nothing than have something that haunts me.
me and my family have mainly been through really rough poorer times, and times when we've had a good amount of cash but to me spending say £1000 on clothes, furniture, decorative shit (which my mum is insanely into) is madness to me, i love shopping at charity shops and the salvation army because i love the idea of having something that has a history (one thing i despise about my mum is the fact she'll complain about the lack of cash, but buy decorative throws, pillows, furniture for waaay too much cash) all i want in life (at least what i think i want in life at this point in my life) is enough money to afford somewhere spacious to live (as in outdoors space), money for food, money for ganja, and some cash to go out and treat my friends with
I don't care what anyone says, being filthy stinkin rich is always better. Paying for toilet paper in dimes and nickels and not having any sugar sucks.
being poor just suck, without money you cannot do much I had no choice as a child, I was born poor and learned from it and moved on..
i didn't mind the petty humiliations of being dirt poor when i was little. nor did i mind them so much when i was older. but when you've got a baby and all you can afford to feed them is ramen noodles, you start getting awfully upset about the whole deal. when you can't afford to get your little girl the appropriate clothes and shoes for a frigid winter, you wanna rob a freaking bank. being filthy stinking rich starts to look incredibly attractive.
i think the absolute lowest point in my life was when we came up to farmington from grants, where we'd been living, to finish cleaning our house to sell it because we couldn't afford it anymore. my daughter, who was just over a year old, had a vicious flu and couldn't stop throwing up and shivering with her fever. it was freezing cold winter and we were all camping out in the front room of our house, with no electricity and no heat. we called dave's mother to borrow a couple bucks to buy kai some tylenol to get her freaking fever down. we didn't have and food to feed ourselves, either. we slept on the floor in the front room all bundled together for some heat. that's gotta be the darkest moment of my life.
the inconvenience is annoying, but inconvenience is really all that i see it as. poverty is a relative concept too. just about anyone who has a lawful place to sleep today is living better then even the highest royalty of truely ancient times. i am of course assuming, as most people who look at that question, what we are used to it meaning, in the culture i am surrounded by, that it is asking one thing that it could very well be interpreted, honestly and objectively, as meaning something else entirely. monetary economics, while it has enabled tecnology to overcome the resistence of other forms of fanatacism, is becoming increasingly obviously not a road to universal abundance. i would prefer, rather than any sort of personal agrandisement, which incidently gratifys nothing, a world which in no way requires it. such a world IS fully capable of existing. that it does not is the resault of the priorities we actualy live by and not any thing else. =^^= .../\...
There was once a time, if you were poor you get poor everything but now with the internet and public libraries, poor people could be rich intellectually. Define poor? Poor to me is not having enough money to access good food, basic goods, and services. Also not being able to afford shelter, or postponing important events because of money.