Creative Writing: Get Rid Of Money

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So, let us conclude my rant and provide you with a solution. Crazy idea, get rid of money, once the money is out of the picture what do we have left, our lives. Without money or a form of a payment there would be no fear of tomorrow. Yes, I know what you are thinking, but how will I have all the things that the world has to offer. STOP! Get rid of all the materialistic wants and needs none of it will fit in your casket and if it does, well, what a waste. Why don’t we create a society that will harness nurture its best without limitations, promote errors and cherish success and stop enforcing pointless rules and regulations? Once the money is gone, fear will disappear, once fear disappears the “A” will not matter anymore and what will matter

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