Everything in store

It says 'Made in China, Taiwan , India or Bangladesh', and you believe it. It says 'Made with the finest silk, organic produce, not tested on animals, contains no fruits and nuts, without artificial colors or 100%vegetarian', and you have never questioned it. You can google for them, order them online , call them for a free home delivery or just geographically position them. Some have been there for centuries and gained the status of antiques, vintage and rare while a few have a very low shelf life and often turn stale. There is one for every one in every shape and size , choose all the colors you want, weather you are black or white. Its is worth a penny, a pound or simply labelled 'priceless' and there is not a single thing that is not up for sale. From people to places and pots and pans there is a market for everything. The fools that we are,  claim to own this earth , the universe and all the other things.

Let me start from where life began, well...  things, as I perceive. You'll have to buy some contraception for life to not begin. Its a 'chicken and egg situation' as you can already see. Let us keep it simple and say that the sperm meets the egg and new life begins. The little thing growing inside, does not know that there are a million things manufactured and sold in its name. From medicines to doctors and books 'What should be your baby's name' . It grows inside this womb that is void of super markets, malls and  television, what a bore pre-natal growth is :( .. This little thing grows feeding on its mothers' shopping spree and it runs out of space and craves for more to see. The world awaits with diapers , pacifiers and a gift voucher at 'Mom & me'. It cries out loud as it enters the world, to explore and wanting to grab everything it does not need. The bank waits till the child learns to say 'bank' ready to pounce on it, meanwhile with 'life insurance' they haunt its dearest vie. Then you know the rest, all we have done is bought things. The world we live in, has taught us all , only to earn more money. Then you live to buy and sell and sell and buy a bit more . Then you die and make sure to have saved enough, just before you go. They need money to find a plot of land to bury you that you could never afford. You might want to give your organs away now that they are out-of-date. They'll burn you or probably spend a lot to preserve your body in formaldehyde. The pension, if you have some will keep the living alive. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and girls,  Rich and poor  and Alive and dead. Congratulations!!! for all of us have arrived at a time and space where 'Living has become synonymous with buying and life an euphemism for money'. Everything is up for grabs in stores and life is up for sale!