A plant grows according to its settings and cultivation. We are in some respect like that plant. We look at our situation and see what we want to see, or what they let us see. If we never do the showing, all we ever do is the seeing. It is them that show, that runs the world. Like we see is how we do. We are copier. We want to be like somebody else. God wants each and every one of us to be showers. How can I be myself and be like somebody else? God made me and that is who he wants to see me be. I should find out who I am and be the best "Me", I can be. I never wanted to work for a big company. I could never play that game. It is so unreal, the struggle to climb to the top. It is like trying to get out of a muddy whole, while someone pours more water on the dirt. You have to work there, so you have to play the game. You never know who is going to rat on whom. There's always somebody trying to set somebody up. It is a constant worry. You have to say what they want you to say, do what they want you to do, and be what they want you to be. It seems to me that, it would be better to work in a smaller company where people care, about each other. They talk to each other and work with each other. I could never stand the pressure all those people at my throat. Nor would I want too. There is nothing I want that much. I have seen people loading trucks with boxes, all day long, when they don't have any idea what is in the the boxes. I could be dynamite or drugs or anything. The Air Force was that way too, yet I love the Air Force. I guess you just have to keep on your toes. Whatever harm come to my friend is ok, so long as it doesn't happen to me. I can't afford to lose your precious job. How could I pay for my precious car? How could I pay for my big house? How could I keep up with the "Jones"? That is what I would call a curse. How many of you are cursed? You can never break that kind of curse, once you get it. When things become more than people, then people are not people anymore. They carry around with them big bags of lies, to protest themselves from truth. They cannot let anybody know the truth, so they guard it day and night. They are protecting their things, but somewhere in there, they have lost themselves. They cannot enjoy their things anymore because they have lost the meaning of life. They have lost what God made them to be. They go to church, wearing their things and looking down on people who don't have the things that they have. They try to sing, better than, rather than, with "Brother Jones".