Things, things… just pieces of junk, really. Sometimes I think: what if everyone lived simply, in caves with bare walls, and even without clothes? Then what meaning would life have for people? Today it often feels like consumerism is everything — work just so you can buy more things, basically.
But an experiment in emptiness like that shows something: things are vanity, trivia, a distraction. Yes, things are symbols and, in a way, form our material foundation, but I’m referring to the meaning behind them.
So how would a person live in that world? They would try to understand the earth, themselves, and the universe. They would strive for movement, struggle, and travel. That already sounds more solid, doesn’t it? Don’t you live just to buy another product, to consume another thing? You’ve got to distinguish between contemplating and consuming there.
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