There is a big problem with the way a lot of people in this world view this world, and the root of that problem is money. I’m not an expert on the history of human currencies, but it originated as a sort of barter bridge. Farmer Bill might grow wheat in the summer, and farmer Michelle wants some of that wheat, but has nothing to barter with until she gets back from her next successful hunt, which could be days or weeks. Money is the tangible manifestation of the “I’ll help you now, you help me later,” which still exists on a much smaller friends and family scale today, though the lives and well-being of our friends and family usually aren’t hanging in the balance of someone keeping good to a favor, so a clear difference there definitely is.
I wonder what came first for humans, laziness or greed? Was Bill not getting enough meat for his wheat or was Michelle getting more wheat for her meat than anyone else? Somewhere in human history we moved away from trade for the sake of survival and into trade for the sake of pleasure. I’m not against trade for the sake of pleasure, I have a car, an iPhone, I get it. The really interesting part, and the big problem that I mentioned at the beginning, is that we’ve also moved from trade for the sake of pleasure into a world of trade for the sake of entitlement. Needing and wanting are natural, even if wanting can produce a bit more waste and clutter than is necessary. What is unnatural and unhealthy is when a person starts to believe that the money in their hand entitles them to the purchase of whatever they can buy with that amount.
Ownership is a fallacy. The only thing we ever own in this world is that which we are born into it with. This gift of life begins, endures, and ends with these perfectly defective bodies of ours. You might not think much of it, but we all rent these shells of ours out in return for this money we are finding so valuable these days. Rarely do I consider spending money as analogous to time, though I would not have the former if I did not spend the ladder to get it. Hopelessness takes to my heart when considering the never-ending cycle we put ourselves through in the name of maintaining or increasing all of these things we don’t need. I’m selling my time, the only time I will ever have in this life, in order to spend money that doesn’t need spending.
The financial company managing my retirement plan has no qualms about telling me that the more I invest now, the more likely I’ll be able to retire on time. Many of us have the ability spend less and still maintain the same quality of life, yet I’ve never once gotten an alert telling me that I could reduce how much I spend each year or how much an action like that might help increase my chances of a successful retirement.
What the fuck have I been doing with my life!? So much to say, so little time to say it, we’ll continue talking on this soon.