What is money?

Life is unpredictable. To me, its funny the way pieces of paper with dead presidents on them dictate our lives. We fall victim to what we once strived to keep sacred. Invisible boundaries trace themselves in communities around the world depending on how much of the paper an individual has. When it comes down to it, its only paper. Mere pieces of processed tree bark and ink. Some people live their entire lives simply trying to make a profit from everything and anything...sigh.....The more I learn, the more sorrow I feel. Sometimes I despise wisdom......... Money is a curvatious slut with lingerie and clear heels. I am sad to say that I am falling victim to my own "erection."