For some reason, we in the western world have fallen into a terrible trap. We believe that we have to go to a concrete block every morning at 9am. We then sit there all day, in the the clinical lighting, whilst the sun is out. We agree to being bossed around by people we neither really know or respect. We sit, staring at these little screens, until our eyes go fuzzy and our hearts grow cold.
We are trained for this from an early age. At 5 years old, you are already being trained. "What do you want to be when your older?" People ask you. I doubt any child says, I want to sit in a concrete block and be bossed around all day. We have to stop living for the weekend, we have to realise this is our lives. Now, this minute is part of our lives. We don't have that many minutes. Once a minute is gone, it is gone forever. We will never get it back.
I'm sure there are some, who love working in their concrete box. Who love being bossed around. Who love the fact that they get given bits of paper. Who believe that those pieces of paper, that we refer to as money, is actually worth while. That it is actually worth the time that we give to it. The time that we lose. The time when we could have been with people who we actually care about, who actually mean something to us.
Obviously, we have to work. Otherwise, we would have no food and if the whole of England suddenly stopped working, there would be no dole, to pay those who don't want to work but there must be another way.....
(to be continued)
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