Worth. I’m not sure where to begin. This word has shaped the world in so many ways, it’s a bit ridiculous. From how much something is worth, ie: gold, to the idea of someone’s self-worth; whether that someone happens to be a king, or meager peasant. This concept of worth hasn’t changed much over the centuries either. These days, America is still dealing with the multi-trillion dollar debt that we have somehow manage to acquire, even though we are literally the greatest country to have ever graced God’s green Earth (citation required). The late Pablo Escobar’s drug kingdom he reigned over affected millions upon millions of people either directly or indirectly. This man was worth at least $3,000,000,000 at the height of his power, and his influence spread all over the world. Then there are the the lowest of the low members of the human race. While that title can be debated for days on end, I think that it can be unanimously agreed on that if a person is working their lives for shady characters, getting paid scraps of food to feed their entire family for a week or more, that is not a very desirable lifestyle. I’d like to take this moment to point out that yes, I’m aware that these people did not choose this lifestyle. Just a fact of life. This idea of worth is both constantly changing, and never changing. As time continues to move forward, the physical entity of worth varies from lifetime to lifetime. Constantly shaping and molding itself to better fit the world as it is. But that’s the thing, it’s only shaping and molding. The core idea is never tampered with. The core idea that worth is a value of some sort given to a person or object is a constant in this world of variables.