What's your Paradise?

What's your Paradise? Asked the Happiness Retailer.

Harmony, peace, creation, are the basics for my Paradise. The rest is a question of planification. Answered the wise customer.
Oh! I don't have what you need, I'm sorry, our corporation provides only prêt-à-porter Paradises, we don't provide services for individuals. But, in my opinion you'll not find easily what you want. Keep in mind that there is not planified Paradise in function yet so if you change mind I'm here with the best Paradise in the market! Said the Retailer wearing the sad face.
Never mind, I'll try, maybe I'm lucky enough to find a good Paradise as I dream it somewhere, somehow. If no positif result, I don't promise I'll come back to you. Maybe I'll quit. No more Paradises, just raw reality. Said the smart customer and went away.

Once alone, the Happiness Retailer turned to his secretary sitting behind the scene and said calmly: This is a rare Human specimen, somewhere I admire his willing to keep his identity, his uniquenes even taking the risk of the failure! What a spiritual greatness! A Paradise ready to wear right now is nothing for him! He wants to create his own Paradise! What a great vanity!

The secretary continued keeping notes silently behind the scenes, the Happiness Retailer stood up and said like talking to some invisible audience: I'm certainly not here to help butter the bread of anyone, I'm here to provide a stable prefabricated Paradise at reasonable prices, which of course you pay when time comes with a percentage of your soul. My corporation offers flexible programmes for all, it's not a secret!

The secretary from behind the scenes was heard saying: In any case, boss, we have only this type of paradise we can see above, I mean the promotional photo... It's a basic model, boss, an old part of the city transformed in Paradise Spot pret-a-porter, for the needs of our corporation. Maybe this last customer went away because of the photo... Maybe we should call him as soon as we receive the all-new Paradise model packages...

Maybe, mumbled the boss, but there is no hope for these cranky guys... they just dream of the impossible and soon or late they finish in their personal hell... Then they come back to us begging for a Paradise less comfortable than what the promotional photo shows even at a higher price. This is a destiny somehow... Besides, they cannot escape this destiny simply because whatever they acquire finally, a ready-made Paradise or their own Paradise, or anything else, they must pay in money we print out of thin air! When they buy, these worthless pieces of paper get a value and come back to our vaults. Then, because of the lack of the basics in their newly bought Paradise, they need money for the amelioration of their condition and naturally, we borrow... Well, what we borrow is their own money... In the raw reality (mentioned by our last customer), we wrap them in banknotes, cranky, sui-generis, everybody is wrapped in banknotes and therefore they all become our slaves!!! Part of their soul is transferred to our soul energy banks. They are trapped forever, hahaha!!!

And with this thunderous laugh, the curtain of the ready paradise market fell for another working day.

The day after, early in the morning, the secretary arriving in front of the corporation's building noticed a strange sign, a kind of graffiti painted on the wall and a few words written:
Steem - Bitcoin - Cryptoeconomy - Financial Freedom - Money access gate

What these hieroglyphs mean, murmured the secretary, they mean expenses to be erased from the wall. Ah, the scourge of spoiled kids...

The secretary entered the building and closed the heavy door behind her. She didn't notice the sui-generis customer of the day before. He was staying hidden and smiling at the turn of the street.

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