On having wealth

TL;DR: Keep your wealth to yourself, no one appreciates it the way you do. No one cares who you are or how hard it was, they just want a piece of the pie.

Universe tries to disperse and distribute energy: if you try to build up a charge, accumulate or concentrate energy at one point, the universe will try to negate, nullify and level it in some way. Bigger concentration of energy you have, to more it will pull the negating entity towards it i.e. If you are a farmer, then the bigger concentration of energy in the form of crops you have, the more pests will be drawn towards it until the artificially created energy buildup is leveled and balance is achieved. So in order to keep the crops you'll have to use energy to repel the pests, which in return creates another problem in some form. To wrap this up I'll just say, that you have to make the excess energy you have invisible, cover it, hide it. There's no point broadcasting your wealth, doing so is just an open invitation for a feast on you.

What is there to gain by flaunting your wealth? Validation? The external validation, all the "Wow you are so successful" "You are so accomplished" or whatever is just another translation for "You have so much I want to take" "So much I can take" Why would you want that? It's like people have this innate need to get fucked over by other people, it's like they get off on it: plz ruin my life, your betrayal feels so sweet.. Kinda explains the cucks doesn't it?

If people are drawn to wealth and power you have, then you are in their way by default i.e. they want what you have FOR THEMSELVES, you are not a part of that equation - whatever you have is theirs, you are just there to give it to them when you have collected enough to pop up on their radar. It's your job to amass wealth for them, if you have nothing you are not useful to have around and not worth noticing.

You are like an empty berry bush in the forest, that's how much you mean, and even if the bush has berries: no one cares about the bush - everyone just collect the berries and move on, forgetting the bush ever existed.