HERE IS A QUOTE I FIND A REAL INSPIRATION.
It appears in Jason Elliot's book 'An Unexpected Light'. Jason stayed with me twice during his journey in Afghanistan. I shared it with him It was written by Hayden in his book, Wanderer.
I have always wanted to sail the south seas, but I cant afford it,
What these people cant afford to do is not to go.
They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security, and in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a person need really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in and some form of working activitythat will yield a sense of accomplishment.
Thats all in the material sense. And we know it.
But we are brainwashed by our economic system until weend up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of timepayments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on theshelves of patience. Before we know it the tombis sealed.
Where then lies the answer? In choice.
Which shall it be; bankruptcy of purse or Bankruptcy of life?
It appears in Jason Elliot's book 'An Unexpected Light'. Jason stayed with me twice during his journey in Afghanistan. I shared it with him It was written by Hayden in his book, Wanderer.
I have always wanted to sail the south seas, but I cant afford it,
What these people cant afford to do is not to go.
They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security, and in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a person need really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in and some form of working activitythat will yield a sense of accomplishment.
Thats all in the material sense. And we know it.
But we are brainwashed by our economic system until weend up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of timepayments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on theshelves of patience. Before we know it the tombis sealed.
Where then lies the answer? In choice.
Which shall it be; bankruptcy of purse or Bankruptcy of life?
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