Why I Give Money Away During Fortune Readings

Money, money. The root of all evil.

Go ahead and take my Benjamins. I do not care. To rule the world, one must first give, give, and give.

At a time when “boundaries” are rightfully the focal point of conversation, I choose otherwise for myself. This is why my social security card is pridefully shown before every “Turkish Coffee Room” fortune ceremony.

I want everyone to know that what belongs to me, also belongs to them.

You like my watch? Go ahead. It’s yours.

But you may be wondering if I truly give money away during my fortune reading ceremonies. Click here for one of these moments on video.

If your fortune teller promises prosperity without providing money — ditch them.

In the last year, I have given away approximately $10,000 to guests during “Turkish Coffee Room” psychic ceremonies in New York City. My girlfriend wants to kill me every time I brandish a $100 to another guest. While I understand her concerns, I do buy her Versace rings and necklaces to prove my devotion. So I think it’s only fair.

Here is her wearing the stuff. Aren’t her hands so elegant?

Initially, my monetary generosity was performed in a playful attempt to elicit laughter out of guests. A $20 bill here and there for whenever someone had a good idea or a joke pertaining to their fortune.

But make no mistake, this cash would almost always be handed out as an act of “goodwill” for guests to better their futures. I really do care for people, and therefore, wish to personally invest in their futures myself. I guess, I’m kind of like a Turkish mother Theresa.

There was one guest who needed green juice, and I gave her money.

From time to time, guests even have me autograph their cash with a desire of framing it in their homes. Though I am personally against this, I sign anyways. Because money is meant for spending. Then again, once something leaves my wallet and ends up in the hands of another, they can do whatever the heck they want.

But if you have my money, I implore you to stimulate the global economy instead of hoarding wealth.

Anywho.. The $20s eventually became $100s. Why? Let me explain.

But before I do, feel free to make a booking to “Dr. Honeybrew’s Turkish Coffee Room” through this link. Enter the passcode: MONEYONMYHONEY to receive 10% off.

See how generous I am? I am already making you save money.

Never in my life would I have imagined running a successful business, let alone becoming a Turkish coffee fortune reader. For this reason, I am in a very blessed state. I no longer have a boss breathing down my neck, shouting orders, and bruising my ego (I still have nightmares about you Molly Cohen) — I am my own man. This is a huge deal.

Therefore, I must stay true to my manifesto — to bring the future to the world in high definition. If the promise of big bucks in someone’s Turkish coffee cup requires for actual money to be handed out, then so be it. I have a few hondos right in my pocket.

Maybe, you’ll buy a condo. Maybe for me..

God has put me here to give, and give I shall!

Finally, my work is a direct homage to my father Orhan whose coffee fortune reading in 2018 saved my life. So, I can not earn this sacred money only for myself. He wouldn’t want that. Because he gave me his gift to give, not to keep. This planet bears beauty and chaos, “let’s shower it with cash my son” he would beckon me. He loved to gamble and drink. I loved him.

So next time you shake my hand, open your palm. You may find a nicely folded surprise in there. And remember, that this money came not from me, but from my father Orhan.

Go ahead. Spend it in one place. We don’t mind.