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I'm a Practical Man, you know. What about You?

I'm a practical man, you know. What about you?
I don't really like any philosopher or scientist.
Do you know what I mean?
I don't have any vision for the world.
I know that the World itself is taking care of itself.
Why to bother or to waste time in thinking?
Practically, thinking kills our spirit of amusement!
Why to read, if it is profitable to save time for insatiable earnings?
Why to listen philosophers or poets? They didn't understand a simple lesson that life is lived not thought!
Pity to those people who are obsessed for knowledge.
They must open eyes and pay heed to one of the greatest philosophers of all time, Immanuel Kant.
He believed that the "thing in itself" is unknowable.
All our "knowledge are human knowledge".
Knowledge is as childish as a toy of a zealous child.
I prefer not to play with these toys.
I'm a practical man, you know. What about you?

I'm successful.
I'm earning and thinking about it all the time.
What else I'm supposed to do?
Many stars are born and many died;
Who knows what happened to them?Humans are not that different from stardust.
We are doomed to die even if we are exploring the glory of wisdom.
We are the prisoners of our own thoughts.
I don't like discussing what is just or unjust.
I like to be productive, efficient, and ready to be used as fuel for the market! I'm a modern man in every way;
A consumer par excellence;
A glorious mediocre;
A running horse without a horse race. My every step is random.
My desires are insatiable and infinite. I'm extraordinarily talented for changing colours in few seconds that a dramatist would feel insecure.
I'm a practical man, you know. What about you?

I'm not a dreamer.
I'm not a traveller.
I like to consume un-relentlessly;
Even if nothing remains to consume at last.
After all, I love my role as a consumer, which I have not even chosen.
The Market, a divine powerhouse, has chosen me suitable for this role only.

Online markets are my sacred places, which provide me immense simulative pleasures.
The web-series ensure a seamless continuity of consuming times.
Isn't it a foolish act to remain silent. Silence is quite depressing and repressing.
I'm a practical man, you know. What about you?

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