Wednesday, August 26, 2015
I've got a weird brain, it shoots off in strange directions sometimes. And I so enjoying mulling.
Like: I have a PG staying with me for 8 days. Let's call him Larry.
Larry has removed himself from his home in Las Vegas, Nevada to spend a year in Canada due to U.S. Tax laws which will assess him at a far lower tax rate if he hasn't lived in the US for 330 days. So he's travelling the length and breadth of Canada in a fancy car he drove up from LV. And I imagine he likes the non-sterile environments of regular people's homes to stay in through the web-based service where I and many others are registered to rent out rooms for a fee.
The thing is that Larry's fortune has all been made on gambling.
Mull: aren't these millions infected? In some way their foundation is based on other people's pain, desperation, addiction and possible bankruptcies, isn't it?
Does the misfortune of others cling to this money?
Mull: what money is clean? We don't really know if it's clean, do we? Do hardship and sorrow cling to the bills I throw in my wallet?
I remember a spiritual guide once telling me we have to be careful as to the karma each piece of earthly treasure holds as it can steal our very health and wellbeing.
"Keep your good money separate," she advised, "Pass on this goodness to others."