The Curse Of Materialism

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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Everyone yearns to be encrusted with the finest things in life To occupy the pedestal of material success To be clothed in the most beautiful material artefacts To be in the company of the rich and wealthy To be known the world over It's the entrapment of materialism (selfishness) It's the despair of loneliness It's the sorrow of separation It's the constructed reality It's an exercise in futility Vanity of vanities all is vanity Let's pause and look on the spiritual side of things We are made from the perfect fabric of consciousness We are clothed in the most beautiful spirit of faith, hope and Love We are the temple of God We are the strand in the fabric of eternity We are the canvas of existence We are the fibre of freedom The bowl of spirituality (consciousness) Our true reality Our home Forsaken Dilapidated Ruined Deserted Until we embrace our inner being We will not be quenched of our thirstiness (loneliness) Our sorrow will not be wiped away Our yearning will not be satisfied Our lives will not be free It's the curse of materialism ©

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