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Beanstalk into my ideal world

My younger son popped me this question some time back. I don’t know what prompted this question but one fine day, in the car, on the way back from school, he asked, “Mom, would you like a beanstalk?”
Me (surprised) Me? A beanstalk? Like a really tall one? Like Jack and his beanstalk? Jad Yeah. That kind of beanstalk. Got chickens in the sky, you know and they got lots of eggs in there (Jad dig eggs like nothing else in the world, just so you know) Me (thinking deeply) I guess it would be good. But there’s a huge giant there. Jad But we’re strong enough to fight the giant, mom!!! The giant is really stupid wan.
Oh. He’s right about that one…. But that got me thinking. Sometimes, life gets so tough that I don’t think I’d mind having one of those magic beanstalks….my own private one, that is. That doesn’t lead me to that awful mansion. Instead, my beanstalk would lead me to my own haven....I don't mind being greeted Hawaiian-style with thumping beats of drums in the background and surrounded by a couple of yummylicious blokes with six-packs and tight undies...that's on the side-note, of course. Armor, lance and white horse optional. So's the yellow brick road... If I had a beanstalk, it would lead me to a place where money is not the priority and we don’t buy stuff with money. In fact, we exchange it with favors and good deeds. As in...."Here, Mrs. Penniless, I've got some carrots for you today" and Mrs. Penniless would wrap me in a warm embrace, "Oh, thank you, Marsha. That's awfully kind of you. You've got yourself 5 points karma for that! And here's some lettuce. They're beautiful this morning"...and then I have to give her back her 5 points karma. The point is that, the more good deeds you do,the more you help people, the more credits you have. Perhaps, we could all carry around with us a device that depicts the number of karma credits we have based on the number of good things we’ve done for others without asking for anything back in return. And there would be no politic-king either. Everyone’s just the same…you’re you, I am me and we’re just going to live our lives doing things that makes us and others happy. No brand and label chasing, which is something I am TOTALLY against. We’re not jealous of each other either and most importantly, parents don’t compare their kids’ grades, nobody drives fancy cars (because we can all fly wherever we want…or can teleport or something). If we had to drive, then we ALL OF US would have to drive Kenaris (which must look like a matchbox for some reason, right?) This is the ideal world that I am thinking of, you know, when Jad suggested the beanstalk idea to me. Unfortunately, it’s not possible…or is it? If it was, then I REALLY want that beanstalk he was talking about.
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