WARNING: THIS POST IS TOTALLY MEANINGLESS TO MOST PEOPLE. THESE ARE JUST MY MORNING THOUGHTS. IT'S BADLY WRITTEN, LEADS TO NO POINT, AND SO ON.
Well, after all this is my blog and I write what I want ^^.
Call the asylum ^^.
What's the purpose of being rich, I wonder?
I mean, apart from the obvious. And the unnecessary.
Why am I thinking so? 'Cause I feel weird. I feel weird 'cause my needs are so small compared to those of most people. I mean, most people dream of fancy cars, enormous houses, expensive restaurants and so on.
I only have two "macrodreams": having time; and sharing my wealth. And this sounds really weird.
I don't understand being selfish, really. I mean, self preservation is ok, but the amount of selfishness commonly displayed by people is really... embarassing? Disgusting? Unbelievable?
I still don't understand why one should drive an incredibly uncomfortable ultrasportscar when for one tenth of the price they can use taxis for all their life, for example, or buy a comfy car, which costs MUCH less (not to mention if you buy it from the display of the shop, they are usually discounted). I don't understand buying enormous 30-room villas: isn't a 10-room enough?!? I am NOT saying that this is necessarily wrong, I'm just saying that I don't understand it. And most of all, apart from these two examples, I don't understand how ultrarich people can't feel ashamed. I can't imagine how bad I'd feel thinking that while I swim in my money like Scrooge, other people are struggling to get to the end of the month. Of course, many people will say that it's only their fault - I don't believe so. Sometimes it is, sometimes they just had bad luck and met the wrong people who ultimately boycotted them, or whatever. Still, I can't stand that a normal job does NOT allow to live a normal life.
And where has humanity gone? How is it possible that so few people feel the joy of sharing? The sheer happiness in knowing that you've made someone else's life less difficult? How can I drive a Ferrari when one of my friends is struggling to pay 3000 euros for her University? And another one has lost his job because the owner of the walls of his shop decided to DOUBLE the rent?!? How can I?
I can't understand being selfish. I mean, we're potential worm-food, and we surely won't bring our goods to our tomb.
Now, I don't even want to think to try to sound like I'm right and the world is wrong. I don't know. I just know that if I won even "just" five million euros at a lottery, ok, I'd keep one for myself, and it would be probably enough to live more than comfy 'till the end of my days. Yet my greatest wish would be to use the rest to make life easier for those I love - I don't know, let's say a house for my dad, one for my aunts, and many other things.
And from there I'd start to show others the joy in sharing. And maybe in the long run I'd save the world xD
I utterly think that one of the reasons why people became so selfish is Calvinism (your predestination is predicted by your success on Earth). This thought leads to seek for material wealth (and, being a christian branch, I wonder WHERE has Jesus said to become wealtjy), also because no one has questioned the fact that there are other kinds of wealth: I'd rather know that I'm "saving" others, that I'm making their lives better. Being overrich is easy, compared to the ability to use your wealth to help others in the proper way.
Maybe it's not only chance that in the USA, founded by calvinists, we have the richest and most merciless corporations in the world, that kill thousands of people each year by polluting their land and food, in the name of Wealth, that, for calvinist zealots, is the name of God.
Oh well, just to resume
"Hunger Strike", by Temple of the Dog
I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled,
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
While slaves are working
Blood is on the table
And the mouths are choking
But I'm going hungry
Thanks for reading.
Well, after all this is my blog and I write what I want ^^.
Call the asylum ^^.
What's the purpose of being rich, I wonder?
I mean, apart from the obvious. And the unnecessary.
Why am I thinking so? 'Cause I feel weird. I feel weird 'cause my needs are so small compared to those of most people. I mean, most people dream of fancy cars, enormous houses, expensive restaurants and so on.
I only have two "macrodreams": having time; and sharing my wealth. And this sounds really weird.
I don't understand being selfish, really. I mean, self preservation is ok, but the amount of selfishness commonly displayed by people is really... embarassing? Disgusting? Unbelievable?
I still don't understand why one should drive an incredibly uncomfortable ultrasportscar when for one tenth of the price they can use taxis for all their life, for example, or buy a comfy car, which costs MUCH less (not to mention if you buy it from the display of the shop, they are usually discounted). I don't understand buying enormous 30-room villas: isn't a 10-room enough?!? I am NOT saying that this is necessarily wrong, I'm just saying that I don't understand it. And most of all, apart from these two examples, I don't understand how ultrarich people can't feel ashamed. I can't imagine how bad I'd feel thinking that while I swim in my money like Scrooge, other people are struggling to get to the end of the month. Of course, many people will say that it's only their fault - I don't believe so. Sometimes it is, sometimes they just had bad luck and met the wrong people who ultimately boycotted them, or whatever. Still, I can't stand that a normal job does NOT allow to live a normal life.
And where has humanity gone? How is it possible that so few people feel the joy of sharing? The sheer happiness in knowing that you've made someone else's life less difficult? How can I drive a Ferrari when one of my friends is struggling to pay 3000 euros for her University? And another one has lost his job because the owner of the walls of his shop decided to DOUBLE the rent?!? How can I?
I can't understand being selfish. I mean, we're potential worm-food, and we surely won't bring our goods to our tomb.
Now, I don't even want to think to try to sound like I'm right and the world is wrong. I don't know. I just know that if I won even "just" five million euros at a lottery, ok, I'd keep one for myself, and it would be probably enough to live more than comfy 'till the end of my days. Yet my greatest wish would be to use the rest to make life easier for those I love - I don't know, let's say a house for my dad, one for my aunts, and many other things.
And from there I'd start to show others the joy in sharing. And maybe in the long run I'd save the world xD
I utterly think that one of the reasons why people became so selfish is Calvinism (your predestination is predicted by your success on Earth). This thought leads to seek for material wealth (and, being a christian branch, I wonder WHERE has Jesus said to become wealtjy), also because no one has questioned the fact that there are other kinds of wealth: I'd rather know that I'm "saving" others, that I'm making their lives better. Being overrich is easy, compared to the ability to use your wealth to help others in the proper way.
Maybe it's not only chance that in the USA, founded by calvinists, we have the richest and most merciless corporations in the world, that kill thousands of people each year by polluting their land and food, in the name of Wealth, that, for calvinist zealots, is the name of God.
Oh well, just to resume
"Hunger Strike", by Temple of the Dog
I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled,
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
While slaves are working
Blood is on the table
And the mouths are choking
But I'm going hungry
Thanks for reading.
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