For several of my first decades of mature life, post-puberty, I thought my center of attention was  my brain.  I did not give much thought to the fact that during orgasm or intense emotional outburst my center of attention seemed to disappear from my brain. As soon as the “emergency” was over, my center of attention would quickly reappear and make comment on what just happened or some other distracting commentary.

Nowhere has a long con been better executed than in the realm of money.  What was physical and required effort to obtain through human labor has become the division of zero, nothing into a positive number and an equally negative number.  Double-entry bookkeeping. At least in the past, there was a fancy paper note.  Today it’s all electronic.  But this is not the con game I am referring to. Currency as fiat money is just the cherry on top of a con to separate humans from their true wealth— being, harmony, and wisdom.