Imagine if we put a number to a person's worth, I'm not sure how money works, currency not based on gold or business stock value, a resource, yes, but it’s just a person, imagine if you were given hundreds of thousands just for existing, and the number just went up with your qualifications, someone do the math, is this a valid solution that offers a standard status for a human being, would it offer a living wage, to simply exist and not worry whether you'll get churned out by society just because you didn’t make enough money, what am I talking about, I’m a poet not a revolutionary, why do I feel that those two things are closely related, I’ve been smoking too much weed, must be my imagination, I should say though, from what I've learned of wealth and ability, it's value only goes up after obtaining it, the standards of humanity, war and peace, no one hungry on the streets, nah, I'm dreaming, I really must have been smoking too much weed, live, laughing, loving, the abyss, all this suffering, a poet can only sigh, and yearn to die, hoping for a better afterlife, smoke after the combustion, if it’s ever achieved, I'll probably be in my grave rotting, whispering to the moonlight, can we still make Star Trek happen...

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