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Thursday, April 25, 2024

Greedy makes pig lose


“Are you okay?” Robert asked when he heard me have long and heavy breathes in a row.

“I am not okay,” I said. “I have to confess that I am not okay.”

“Are you angry with them?”

“No, I am not angry with them; I am just not okay with myself.”

I knew that Robert didn’t understand, hence I explained after I drank a hot passion tea.

“Actually since the beginning, that company told already that my location is not eligible to apply for monetization on their website. Because I wanted money, I changed the location to get permission to get my videos monetized. They know, they know that I lied but they still allow it. Before I didn’t understand, but now I understand - like the Buddha said about karma; we are the ones who are responsible for our own action. Because I lied to them by putting their own country as my location, I must pay tax according to their country’s tax law. A poor country pays tax to the rich country, can you imagine? It’s the reason that in order to get USD 100, I had to spend two years. Now, they add another tax; at first, I was angry with them, but after thinking, it is not their fault, it’s my own greed who kills myself, they wanted me to learn my own lesson. It’s the result that I lied.”

“If you understand it, why are you not happy?”

“The unhappiness that I am having now is the punishment from my own doing.”

“Oh I see." Robert wagged his head. "After that, what will you do?”

“I will remove adsense from my video channel and I will change my location to my true location. Not only on that website but also other websites - I will change location to Cambodia and let it decide to allow me monetize or disable my videos. I will earn money by working hard and with sincerity.”

“I support you,” Robert said and raised his palm.

“Thanks buddy,” I said and raised my palm to meet with his; and we both smiled.

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