CASH AND THE SPIRITUAL PART

A fairy looking young man walks up to my stall before mid morning and asks i break his money in units. Im unable to, so he flawns his face in what seems as a huge brawl imbedded in his cheeks. He turns and shoots his way straight to some noisy bulding. I understand his desire for a god. He looks smart but he is holding a guide in his palms which would have made him smarter, but the looks are outweighing his knowledge. He looks more worried for not donating part of his cash than more inquistive as to why he should never give out a cent. And many have fallen victim for the same. The document in his hands has rich information, there seems to be so much laziness for him to flip a page on his free accord or he sees the truth but never asks the obvious. He reads about white, when the preacher says the reading is black, then thats the ultimate truth. Never asks why afterall they are qualified for the job and maybe the third part of the trinity told them so. If he had a philosophical hunger, he would have just walked to the building not worried about the donating because he would have known the truth and the truth would have set him free...