Brain of Jay

A Catholic Cash Connection


I want to share with you all a dream I personally witnessed in my life and illustrate how money is truly the key to unlocking any dream we have. My parents were born and raised Roman Catholics from the Philippine Islands. My grandparents were Catholics, my aunts and uncles are Catholic, my cousins are Catholic, my brother Pete was a Catholic–so I’m Catholic. Hopefully you are somewhat understanding just how Catholic my family was.

To my parent’s dismay, Pete and I were not the angelic children they hoped for and we were considered what most Catholics might define as “sinners.” We were constantly in and out of confession and forced to say a thousand and one “Our Father’s” and “Hail Mary’s” to beg for forgiveness like a bad bog that just took a sh@t all over the new white carpet. By the time I was in the third grade, my brother and I were both kicked out of Confraternity of Christian Doctrine (CCD) school and the only light at the end of the tunnel was that both he and I had completed our communion just like my parents had hoped for. Again, to my parent’s dismay, we were never able to complete our eighth grade confirmation because we were not allowed back in Catholic school.

Five years later, we take a family vacation to the Philippine Islands and my parents thought it would be a great idea for my brother and I to complete our Catholic journey and have our confirmations there. The reasoning behind this decision was because they wanted to fulfill their dream of raising good and respectful Catholic children. Now for those that may not be aware, in order to make your confirmation you must complete eight years of CCD education; something my brother and I obviously failed to accomplish. So how would we be able to make our confirmation? Cha-ching! You guessed it, money. At the age of 13, dressed in a translucent uniform and sweating more than a fat kid trying to tie his sneaker, I witnessed firsthand how my mother handed the priest a stack of U.S dollars bigger than the Wall Street Journal to fulfill her dream. After the transaction, the priest slapped on his neck strap, pasted the sign of the cross on my forehead with Blistex, and muffled under his breath a small prayer to shoo away the sparks of Lucifer inside of me. Now, is this priest truly part of a prophecy or is he really a profit-seer?

My brother and I were old enough to understand what was taking place and it was at that specific moment that we learned what money does. No matter where we want to go, what we want to achieve, or what the dream consists of, money will get you there and people will do whatever it takes to fulfill that dream. I learned that money is the bridge we must use to fulfill our dream of success. Looks like WWE superstar The Million Dollar Man was right: “Everybody has a price.”

The experience of “successfully completing my confirmation” opened my eyes to a different light and I developed a “Holier-Than Thou” attitude. Immediately, I realized that this Catholic religion system was a joke to us all, was manipulated by money, and the “heads-in-chair” were nothing but fugazis. If they could act self-righteous, give the cold shoulder, and display moral superiority to those whose beliefs or actions do not follow theirs, then why should I not do the same? I would steal clothes from the mall and sell them for a discounted price. I would fill up small zip-lock bags with oregano, spray some Cool Water cologne in them, and sell it to kids as the “sweetest weed” on the block. I would steal car parts and sell them out of my parent’s garage.

As you can see, I became quite the hustler but I looked at this way:

If the priest could accept“donations” for breaking the rules, why the f%$k couldn’t I do the same?

You see, we need to accept that we occasionally have to break the “rules” to get what we want. If we want to live a life with ample freedom, then we must take action to earn the money to do so. I am not saying to break the law and put yourselves at risk for ten years in jail, but do something differently than others and different than what you are comfortable doing. There will be people who disagree with your actions and there will be times when you become unsure if you are doing “the right thing.” FOGETABOUT IT (Did you mean: forget about it). That sh@t does not matter. The only thing that matters is your dream. Whatever or whomever stands in the way of you accomplishing your dream is not meant to be part of your journey. Unbelievably, those who tend to disagree with our actions are the ones who are jealous. Jealous because we are doing what they only wish they could. To those people and the Jiminy Cricket in our minds that tells us what “the right thing” to do is or that we are not capable of doing something, we have to say, “GO F@$K YOURSELF!” Why? Because they are the ones who do not understand that earning enough money is the only way to achieve the life we dream of having and that is ok because everyone has different dreams, opinions, and perspectives. Let others think how they would like just as we will do the same, except we will not judge others’ preferences.

It’s not all about money–but money does help…

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