The Rich Man

Once upon a time there was a rich man whose love for gold surpassed all else. When the man thought or did anything, it always had to do with gold. When he had great triumphs or those around him had victories, the man smiled, but in secret thought only of gold. When the man’s wife lay sick and her end drew near, he did not weep, for his love of gold was too great. When she closed her eyes and expired, he knew he should take care, because she was in heaven looking down at him, so he buried half his gold in her grave, so that she could see him weep before he took to himself another wife.

And God spoke to the rich man:

You have your own mind

And you have gold

And when you see those in heaven

Your wife, and the many others you hold dear

Gold

Many saints and angels

have paved the way

to heaven

with Gold

And so many have found

the power of gold is great

Just as heaven holds those who are heavenly

and you cannot easily forgot those

you cannot easily forget the heavenly things, made of gold

And when you can forget the gold

that heaven is made with

You will find God.

So the man now tried to forget his gold. He kept enough to sustain his riches, but now, when his mind was at ease, he thought of his loved ones, he thought of his new wife, and all the luxurious earthly possessions that he could never have enjoyed had his obsession for gold continued. And he lived happily after, and he became even more successful, and rich, after God spoke to him.

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have decided to again pursue self publishing The Golden Book of Tales; along with self publishing, I am still going to submit some other (unpublished) tales to contests, and try to get them published that way (as an alternative to self publish that someone suggested). Below is the Golden Book of Tales, that I will be self publishing soon!

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The Golden Book of Tales

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