Would it be boring?
Can too much of a good thing maybe be a bad thing?
Do we need life to go wrong to appreciate when it's right?
Perhaps this is what it would be like to be rich, to find interest fussing over the details. The cleaner missed a spot on the microwave!
Or to play with other's lives because ours is so boring. Let's become president and mess with the world order. That might be fun...
And there it is, the pointy end: is Donald Trump's life perfect?
It seems not, from the outside.
In Australia there is a woman who is our richest person. Yet she's estranged from her children and has lost their trust, all to keep the funds within her father's trust account to herself. A pittance compared to her wealth.
Because when it comes to wealth the uber rich are like Smaug, the Mighty King of Desolation. They roll around in their riches, and fear even the loss of a single coin, trusting in money's defensive shield and never considering the happiness it may create if it was shared.
Not because they are happy.
Because they are not.
Is perfection then a curse? And is the perfect curse May you be rich beyond your wildest dreams?
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