What will you do to make this work? What you wouldn't? But even this is not enough... At the very same time, keep fighting and climbing to get and keep that high prestige job. Run circles at home, run circles outside home, but this is how things work, just follow the process, follow the rabbit. Not all will make it, actually the vast majority will fail at some point. This is, because they don't have enough power, they are just weak. But when you get there, on the top, it will all worth it. Or will it? — interim
I used to be an avid MMORPG player. The one commonality I found among every game was that once I reached the highest level, amassed the most wealth, and collected the most sought after items, I became bored. Sometimes I would start new characters just to repeat the process.
Whenever I find myself alone in a contemplative mood, wishing I had more power, or wealth, or something of the sort, I think about this. I usually come to the conclusion that eventually, after the monotony of being rich and powerful wears off, I would be bored again, and I would resume the search for whatever it is I think will make me happy -- whatever it is I think will fill the void of that existential vacuum.
The life of a dog, I think, is not so different from ours. It lays around the house all day, takes care of its bare necessities, and tries to occupy itself with a toy, or a bone, or whatever it can get its paws on. Granted, our interests seem to be more complicated than a dog’s, I think the search is similar. In a sense we are all chasing our own rabbits, that take the form of wealth, or power, or the latest mechanical amusements.
Somewhat paradoxically, people pity the dog's life, whilst simultaneously wishing to enjoy that kind of freedom. In
Office Space, Lawrence asks Peter what he would do if he had a million dollars. He says, “Nothing… I would relax [and] sit on my ass all day. I would do nothing.” To which Lawrence replies, “Well, you don’t need a million dollars to do nothing, man. Take a look at my cousin. He’s broke, don’t do shit.”
I used to live in Downtown Los Angeles. Sometimes I would stare out of the window and look at people walking around on the street below. Who are these people? Where are they going? I could never be sure, but sometimes they would seem to be in quite the hurry. To them I’m sure wherever it is they were going, and whatever it is they were doing, was very important; but to me, they look like ants scurrying around in an ant colony. It depends on your perspective I suppose. Astronaut Edgar Mitchell once said that from up on the moon,
“you develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter million miles out and say, ‘Look at that, you son of a bitch.’”
At any rate, human beings seem to have some innate proclivity for categorization – for filing things away tidily so we can retrieve at a later time. When we get into a hotel room, many of us have to unpack our clothes and put them away in drawers, put our toiletries in the bathroom, put our keys, wallet, and phone in some particular area, and so on and so forth. Until then we aren’t really at ease. I think the same is mostly true for how we treat concepts. We like to label things, compare them, and file them away. We also like to give
opinions. Maslow’s hierarchy of needs is a sort of preeminent example of this, when he attempts to describe what self-actualization consists in.
I’m currently reading a book called
The Blue Zones by Dan Buettner. It’s a book that details the lives of people, from different cultures all across the world, who live in areas where there is the greatest concentration of centenarians (people living to the age of 100 or older). He found that besides having a very healthy diet, all of these people -- whether from Okinawa, Sardinia, or Icaria -- lead active, social lives, and put an emphasis on family and spirituality. In Okinawa, they have what is known as an
ikigai, or life purpose. In Nicoya it is called a
plan de vida. But what every blue zone society has in common is that they live relatively simple lives (by modern Western standards). They also happen to have lower rates of depression, stress, heart disease, cancer, dementia, and the like. If this can tell us anything, it’s that the paths to self-actualization, if such a thing exists, are wide and varied, and need not include the possession of great power, or riches, or fame, or anything of that sort.
In any case, it is evident that we each are allotted only a certain amount of time on this earth. The most rich and powerful among us share something in common with those perceived as the lowliest among us; that is, when the sickle of death comes down on us, we’re stripped bare of our possessions, our ego, and accomplishments, and returned to the earth from whence we came. Our children will remember us, and perhaps our grand-children and great grand-children, but eventually, our memory will fade, and it will be as if we never existed. Even the “great” accomplishments of people like Alexander the Great, Gandhi, or Einstein, will eventually be forsaken to the desolate sands of time. This is a sobering thought. But as long as we are not vain or take ourselves too seriously, it shouldn’t be a depressing one.
EDIT: Btw, good posts, guys
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