This post may be all over the place so consider yourself warned:)
I blog about living a minimalist lifestyle. About having less stuff and spending less money on useless items that we do not really need.
But I suspect that if you were to come to my place you would not consider me someone that actually practices what he preaches when it comes to minimalist living.
I have way more than what I need.
I have clothes that I do not wear.
I have items that sit unused.
I have too much.
Is this the life of a minimalist? I think not.
I want to get rid of it all. I know that this is not practical. Or at least I think it isn’t practical. Why do I feel the need to hold on to various items that really have no purpose?
Is it conditioning by our society or the media that says that “more is better”?
Here in the Western world we are conditioned to believe that we were born to consume, to endlessly use and discard natural resources, other species, gadgets, toys, and often, each other. The most highly prized freedom is the right to shop.
And all this stuff that we buy is, more often than not, made in a factory by someone making 50.00$ dollars per month.
So if I am not part of the solution, am I part of the problem?
Is this really the point of life? Is this why I am here? To acquire useless material goods?
I hope not.
Maybe there is no point to life. I am not writing that to be morbid or anything.
It is just that we are here for such a short time and we spend so much time racing around, worrying about this or that and actually just making life harder than it really needs to be.
Why does there seem to be a struggle to find balance, peace, and happiness?
Do dolphins or cows or insects worry or think about this? Probably not. So why do we struggle with this so much?
A lot of us race and chase, all so that we can maybe make more money, have more success, be more attractive, buy a bigger house or a nicer car and hopefully be happier in some distant future when we hit some superficial and randomly selected target.
I feel that all of the bullshit put forth my marketing firms and the media are really just empty promises designed to make you part with your money.
So many of us have anxiety and some form of depression. Maybe we are just failing to recognize that out mind and body is telling us to wake the hell up!! What we are doing and the way we are living isn’t really working for us anymore.
We have sold our souls in meaningless jobs so that we can make a living. Working paycheck to paycheck.
I made over 45000.00$ last year. Not bad really. How much do I have in my actual savings account right now? About 3000.00$. Yes more was put into my retirement accounts but where the hell does the rest of the money all go?
So much of it is frittered away on useless junk. Does it make me feel better to do this? Not really. In fact, I think I feel worse after spending money as I know that what I bought wasn’t really needed.
I am 43. Half of my life is probably over. What have I accomplished? What have I done that is meaningful?
At the end of all this craziness, if I were to have a tombstone what would it say? “Here IS Mark. He bought useless crap.”
The world is such an amazing place. There is so much beauty.
We are all going to die. Life is finite. When it’s over, it’s over.
Am I living? Or just existing?
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