05-01-2021, 08:14 AM
Stage 7 Day 78 (2)
What would you be doing if you never had to work for the rest of your life. What if you'd had guaranteed good life even if you were to lay in your bed all day. Would you still go to work because this is who you are? Would you go and travel the world? Maybe join some charity or other cause? Or would you grow lazy, bitter and lacking any purpose or goal.
I'm pondering this as my life situation is slowly clearing. Remember these two things I care about? Both of them failed. And while at the beginning it was crushing, now it's... obvious. Like with some many things in my life when I care about something it goes to crap. It's not that I have a bad life or that I'm a failure - rather it seems like all good things in my life came either easy (meaning there were easy for me, I did not fight for them) or by chance. When I fight, when I care, when I struggle for something, it goes to manure.
So, here I am, jobless in 5 months, seemingly with plenty of opportunities and promise but somehow feeling hopeless. And I wonder - what if I gave up. I have savings, my investments go nicely, maybe I don't need to work. I mean I don't even know what I'd like to do for a living. Turning my passion into a job burned me and sucked the life out of me. Other places I care about reject me left and right. I could step down from the pedestal, take more soul-crushing job. But do I even have to do that.
I don't know.
Last year, when COVID hit and the work stalled to a crawl I had a lot of time. I was in a situation when I was all alone, I had money and could do anything I wanted. I focused hardcore on self-improvement. And I was happy. Despite COVID Spring/Summer 2020 must have been one of the happiest times of my life. And now I'm miserable because I focus way too much on a job that sucks everything I have out of me and brings little in terms of satisfaction.
Part of me tells me that this is foolish, that I should have a job, buy a house and start a family like every other normal human being living middle-class dream. Other says screw it, you worked hard enough, live off of the fruit of your labor, add some contract work on the side every now and then and screw everything else. Follow your dreams and aspirations, don't go with the current the society sets for you.
It's a beautiful thought. This is something that keeps me going on through these trying times.
What would you be doing if you never had to work for the rest of your life. What if you'd had guaranteed good life even if you were to lay in your bed all day. Would you still go to work because this is who you are? Would you go and travel the world? Maybe join some charity or other cause? Or would you grow lazy, bitter and lacking any purpose or goal.
I'm pondering this as my life situation is slowly clearing. Remember these two things I care about? Both of them failed. And while at the beginning it was crushing, now it's... obvious. Like with some many things in my life when I care about something it goes to crap. It's not that I have a bad life or that I'm a failure - rather it seems like all good things in my life came either easy (meaning there were easy for me, I did not fight for them) or by chance. When I fight, when I care, when I struggle for something, it goes to manure.
So, here I am, jobless in 5 months, seemingly with plenty of opportunities and promise but somehow feeling hopeless. And I wonder - what if I gave up. I have savings, my investments go nicely, maybe I don't need to work. I mean I don't even know what I'd like to do for a living. Turning my passion into a job burned me and sucked the life out of me. Other places I care about reject me left and right. I could step down from the pedestal, take more soul-crushing job. But do I even have to do that.
I don't know.
Last year, when COVID hit and the work stalled to a crawl I had a lot of time. I was in a situation when I was all alone, I had money and could do anything I wanted. I focused hardcore on self-improvement. And I was happy. Despite COVID Spring/Summer 2020 must have been one of the happiest times of my life. And now I'm miserable because I focus way too much on a job that sucks everything I have out of me and brings little in terms of satisfaction.
Part of me tells me that this is foolish, that I should have a job, buy a house and start a family like every other normal human being living middle-class dream. Other says screw it, you worked hard enough, live off of the fruit of your labor, add some contract work on the side every now and then and screw everything else. Follow your dreams and aspirations, don't go with the current the society sets for you.
It's a beautiful thought. This is something that keeps me going on through these trying times.
For not by numbers of men, nor by measure of body, but by valor of soul is war to be decided.
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4