This is the third part of my text "ON MONEY", please would you proofread it.

Just as his ancestors in the past, the rich man of our time does not paint, write poems or care about spiritual things. He is simply so busy with accumulating his wealth that there is no time left for such “trivialities.” However, he likes to buy works of art and other forms of creative expressions. He does not know the difference between expressionism and impressionism or Gothic and Baroque, or a ballad and a sonnet and he will not bother to ever learn them, because in his mind these creations exist only as products, which he will purchase with the only aim - to sell them later on for higher prices and make huge profit.

When it is about art, he is very demanding and difficult to please. The paintings must be a work of the great masters, like Rubens, Picasso or Braque, which will be kept in a specially constructed room with stable temperature, appropriate humidity and away from the direct sun. This will keep the works of art in a perfect condition until the day when the rich man decides that the right moment has finally come to get rid of them and turn them into money.
Until that day, he is going to look seldom at them and show them only for his best friends and business partners to impress them and make them envious of his wealth. God forbid if some of his children would enter the room and started playing with the paintings and scratched them or damage them in some other way. That will cause a huge amount of distress in a sensitive personality of the rich man who will feel as if someone has wounded his own body. Every little scratch means a million dollar less in his pocket, he will think, and eat his heart out for those millions. The rich man is not only a lover of art, but also of literature. Although he has no time, nor can he concentrate himself in front of a book, he likes to buy rare books, the first editions and the limited editions which he keeps locked in a bookcases with tinted glass so that sunlight cannot damage them.

Among the shelves, one can find works of Shakespeare, Goethe and Voltaire, which the rich man will never open, because he fears that the fragile books could start losing their pages and that will mean the loss of money.
It can happen that the rich man comes up with an idea to become a writer. He feels that he has something very important to tell to the world, although he knows that writing is an arduous task which demands a lot of patience and sacrifices. Writing a book about 200 or more pages will exhaust the physical and mental capacities of the rich man and that activity will probably harm him and leave him exposed to all kinds of illnesses and other problems.

And the rich man cannot risk neither his health nor his wealth because of a book, and he takes the only right decision which the rich man can take - he engages a ghost writer which will do an excellent work making both of them satisfied. When the book is finally published, the rich man opens the paper every morning on the page titled “Books” and his face beams with pleasure seeing it ascending on the list of bestsellers. He knows that everyone wants to know how he has become a rich man, how he has come up from the drain and became successful, when millions of others has failed. Although he has not even bothered to read to book, he knows that they will not find any answer inside it. The rich man is a man of secrets about which neither his wife nor his children will know about.
Although the rich man lives in luxury and enjoys his life fully, sometimes he becomes a victim of deep depression. Those are difficult times for the rich man when everything looks dark and meaningless and his wealth cannot help him much. In those moments he wishes to be poor and not to think about how to earn more money, but how to get his stomach full. He feels the weight of his wealth which presses him down and grabs his throat threatening him to kill him.

The rich man screams and rushes to the expensive psychotherapist who will treat him in the next four or more years, patiently listening to his complains and persuading him that nothing is wrong with him. He advices the rich man to take more exercises and walk in the countryside, which the latter promises to follow, only to forget as soon as he comes out of the consulting room. The rich man cannot do otherwise because he has become an addict. He loves money more than his own health.