I've just had an epiphany.
Each and every one of us spends our lives killing ourselves.
Why do we do this? We work these days, and everyone's encouraged to get that degree, attain that goal, reach for the highest star, and deal with all the stress that accompanies it. Many countries are now at the point where it has too many professionals to go around, and no labourers. Everyone has moved to the cities, and the gap between the 'has' and 'has not's' has greatly increased. We don't know what's in our food, or what it's doing to us, and city life kills us slowly with its toxins. We are detroying and using all our resources much faster than they are regenerated. We have reached the point where greed is now a commodity.
Why do I want to be a lawyer? I mean, why do I really want to be a lawyer? Thinking about it, I'm not quite sure. Is it the money? The power, the prestige? The shiny certificate that says 'congratulations, you are now in the great cog of society, and now it will grind you down until you die'? I could fool myself and say I want to help people, but do they need my help? Maybe we should start helping ourselves, and worry about the rest later. No other animal gathers like people do. There are packs, flocks, herds, but rarely unless migrating do these numbers increase above the hundreds. Most are families of 14 at most. Humans gather into herds of millions. Too many of us packed into a small space, packed in, stressed out, continually hating our fellow man. We rush rush rush, get to point A, go through point B to get to point C, don't forget to pick up D,E and F on the way so we can do G. Do we achieve this? We spend so much time worrying about doing these things that in the end, we're exhausted, and have nothing to show for it.
The rural life is increasingly appealing to me. A sedate life, where maybe I grow my own fruit and vegetables, maybe where I buy them from a local market, untainted by mass commercialism and filled with the poisons that are forced upon us. A simple job, that doesn't require too much time or thought, where I can think of things that appeal, relaxed in a clean environment where I can then rest in the grass and watch the world pass me by in its rush rush rush, while I watch the clouds by the lake. Away from the world, with people I love and care for, where I can watch the sunset on the porch, an arm around them, without having to worry about tomorrow, about what it will bring, about deadlines, without fear.
Who truly is more powerful? The chief-executive of a multi-billion dollar company in the strangehold of life as a chief-executive of a multi-billion dollar company, or the man who needs answer to none, entirely self-sufficient on land of his own, away from the problems of the city life?
This my friends, is my epiphany.