It’s
30 past the witching hour and once again I sit here with a massive headache.
Making me wonder if this is a Sunday night syndrome. I blame it on the lack of
warm sun during my 5pm swim session.
Just
helped Bea with a discussion for her course. To start one that is. And who
better to go pick a fight than me? LOL
Will
put that discussion up here as well for everyone to possibly comment (but as you
know I don’t have a discussion board running on my site so you lot can go on
arguing in your head). Speaking of which I think I might link the site to a
community zero special site so that maybe I can start having interactive
discussions there. Hmm.
Ideas
a plenty run thru my mind without control like water from a broken pipe. Biggest
question is, Do I have the time and energy to venture into them? And what
happends when come the day I’m stumped with no ideas left in me noggin? Or
what if my ideas never really become as outstanding as I need them to be. NEED
is the word because distinction i.e unique, eclectic, different would ultimately
make your ‘product’ the rare and priceless gem.
Honestly,
I think too much. *examines greying hair*
Need sleep. Shall skidaddle now cuz I’ve got work to sort tomorrow, so now let me leave you with a war mongering (is there such word?) discussion. It's targetted at the rest of them that are complaining about all work and no play and who to blame. Enjoy.
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Why work?
Before we dive
head first into a full fledge crusade on those we deem are turning us into
‘labourers’ of this modern world, bear this one question in mind. Why do we
even work?
Without even
taking sides in this possible employee/employer debate, it is obvious we work
for the fact we need money to survive in this modern world. And down the road in
this rat race, we find ourselves distracted by the many ‘evils’ of life i.e
ridiculously priced pieces of cloth and even sillier - electronic gadgets that
we wouldn’t die without.
And then there’s Financial Freedom - the mythical heaven on earth that drives us to work the long hours we spend a lifetime complaining after. Financial freedom at one point in our lives takes over the ‘I need to earn money to survive’ banner. Some might have even jumped straight onto the financial freedom bandwagon to start with.
Back to the term
labourer, we now have realised that we work to earn money to survive in terms of
the cookie cutter world standards (let’s not even venture into alternative
money making activities). So this means, we actually put ourselves up for work
which in turns would earn us money. Which would technically make us labourers of
free will, and employees (or slave drivers in this context) are merely
opportunist that gives us what we want in little doses while we serve them in
favour of that. And when you are possibly tired of being a ‘labourer’ you
can leave the hand that feeds you. Technically you wouldn’t die (scavenging
from bins might keep you alive), but you’ve gotten so used the comfy life and
wouldn’t live in any less of a state. Kind of like addiction if you asked me.
The big question
at the end of this would be, Should we even point fingers when we find ourselves
deprived of play?
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