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Invaluable Compensation

Pennies for minutes, dollars for hours, time is money but my time isn't for sale.
Tax the wages that weren't appropriate nor equivalent for the time spent to earn them, seems fair. Or does it?
When is enough, enough? I know these sad realities make me sick even though I don't fall victim to them.
Why do some earn more than others, why are so few making more than the rest of the population put together? 
Value, value, value, value, value, value, value, value, value, value, value, value, value and more value.
In self, to others, from experience, from knowledge, when value exceeds price then price doesn't matter, ever! 

WHAT CAN YOU BUILD VALUE IN?

 

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