I relied solely on work to give my life meaning. Here’s where it got me.
Another day, another existential crisis.
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this is the capitalism at its highest. It trains each person into a working machine. It disgraces any act of mingling or enjoying life. It smears and laughs at the capability to imagine, love, share, listen, sleep, rest or create. For its sake, you are groomed to study, then to work, then to spend money, then to be unhappy, then to pay money to therapists to find meaningful life, then to work harder, then to wither and lose your life in some nursing home. I have spent years listening to managers and CEOs going around mocking "lazy country people" who work less and just growing plants and gossiping or making clothes or feeding chickens. Those "lazy country people" actually get to live more in their sphere, they gets to see the hard labor of growing fruit, or enjoying the companionship with their friends and neighbors, and get to feel bad or feel good about life without paying money for therapists and then continue working their asses off to pay for therapist. Those other "colors" of life can't be bought, it has to be cultivated from the experience of living, the pain and hard work to grow a banana plant, the months waiting for it to bear flower and bear fruit, the happiness of getting banana (or the frustration of the banana flowers to be eaten by some animals and then no banana). The color can't paint itself. You get to live it. Thank you for this article and drawing <3 Thank you.
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