Rat race

Every one is running, rushing, pushing, zooming by with huge Hummers, huge monster cars oblivious to the sky above, the air they breathe or those little people on the street. The quest for more is never ending, somehow whatever they have is not enough. When is it enough? Do we ever "get there"? Or is it just a long journey of wanting and yearning. Who is in charge? Who is in control of what's important in your life? Is it you or everyone else? Do you believe in heaven with white floating angels playing harp or 90 something virgins waiting for you. Do you believe in tomorrow.... I don't. My life is here now. I let the Mickey Mouse beliefs in Disney World.