We pay our artists to dream the future for us.
We pay our leaders to argue it.
We pay our engineers to design it.
We pay our workmen to build it.
We pay our parents to love it.
We pay our children to enjoy it.
We pay our arahants to bless it.
We pay our brothers to guide it.
We pay our madmen to frighten it.
We pay our sickmen to suffer it.
We pay our wise men to study it.
We pay our admirers to hope for it.
We pay our jokers to mock it.
We pay our storytellers to tell it.
We pay our friends to share it.
And we pay ourselves to create it.
Who have you been most of the time?
How much do you cost?
It is always the present.
But the future will never stop coming.
Is it a dream or is it a nightmare?
Will you argue or will you fight?
Will you design or will you gamble?
Will you build or will you destroy?
Will you love or will you hate?
Will you enjoy or will you loathe?
Will you bless or will you curse?
Will you guide or will you abandon?
Will you frighten or will you sooth?
Will you suffer or will you grow?
Will you study or will you believe?
Will it be hope or will it be despair?
Will you mock or will you worship?
Will you tell or will you listen?
Are you accepting or are you resisting?
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