Why give your life away?
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- Опубликовано: 17 май 2024
- People give away their time for money, and yet they will never get that time back. If we are to survive and create a better life, our time might be put to a better purpose.
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My dad could've retired at 55 but he waited until 65. He and my mum were going to travel the World. My mum died 2 months after my dad retired. I learned from this and followed my dream. For the last 20+ years we've lived a self-sufficient life in a beautiful rural location. We don't have much cash and we hardly ever go anywhere. We could do with a sit-down more often but we live a life dictated by the seasons and punctuated by the weather. Bliss! My advice? DON'T WAIT!
I once worked part-time for a small, busy museum. Often, the ‘front of house’ staff would be there well after closing time because of late visitors being let in by management; we did not get paid for this extra time. One morning I arrived a few minutes late to be greeted by the director. He said, “your late, this is the second time this month” I replied “I spend hourly increments of my life working here for not a lot of money, you should be waiting on bended knee with a cup of tea and a biscuit saying thank you for coming in today.” He was stunned and never mentioned lateness again.
Once you get to 55 you realise how much life you have lived and there isn't much left. Don't waste it.
You can waste money , but you can’t waste time .
Here's the thing Richard. The problem is PEOPLE. People are selfish and not very nice to be honest. They, in the main, don't care
You are absolutely right Richard. Despite growing up in a suburb of London just after the war, I knew everyone in my street. We did look after each other, and the word stress never entered my vocabulary until many many years later. I am so happy I experienced that kind of life. My grandchildren call it the olden days. I call it the GOLDEN days.😊
Human beings are the only creatures that have to pay to live on the earth.
When you sign an employment legal agreement , you are essentially giving your employer the rights over the vast majority of your life in return for financial remuneration and 'time off' ( holidays ) for good behaviour. your employer essentially owns you .
I find the older i get, the less i want. Yes like everyone else got caught up in the nonsense cycle of, i must get this and that! And now ive just turned 60. I retired at 59. What made me retire early? My wifes brother died at 53, with 500k in a pension he never saw! That made me wake up and understand. So i just called work a day, and pulled in my out spending. Every monday morning, i deliberately stay in my pjs until at least 10. Am.BECAUSE i can.😊
The sad thing is most of the working poor dont have any other option to pay for the roof over their heads and put food on the table. The alternative would be more trouble than its worth being unemployed. There are some who can beat the system and have no problem living off the rest of us but the decent majority are basically wage slaves. By the way growing up in post war 1950s was no picnic for those who lived in the bombed out slums of the big cities. Hot and cold running cockroaches with an outside bog in the winter. Nostalgia isnt what it used to be.
I used to commute to London. Minimum 2 hours each way. And always running. Running for the train. Running for the tube. Running for the bus. Exhausting. I gave it all up for a lower paid job in my own village. 10 mins walk, door to door. I could even go home for lunch. I had time for evening socialising or swimming or just sitting in my garden. It was so much better. By the time I’d deducted the annual train ticket, the annual car parking etc, it wasn’t too much of a drop in salary.
MY ADVICE AT 71 IS:
Can't buy time or love. Make the most of both when you have them.
I worked, saved, my wife and i built our own house on an acre of land and retired at 60, now 76 i'm enjoying my life in Southern Poland making jams and juices and even my own wine. I now consider my time at work very well spent.
This is why my daughter and her husband are grateful for being able to work from home. And their cats like it as well!
I'm retired now, but when I had to get the bus to work, I used to read a book. I read most of the classics over the years and really enjoyed the 45 mins of uninterrupted reading time. 😊
John Trudell, a Native American, used to speak about how our minds are being mined and that "being" is being taken out of human.
I've refused to get a job all my life. Done my own thing and made a subsistence income all along. Life is too damned short to be wasting it at work 9 to 5, 5 days a week. I'd honestly rather be dead. I cherish my mid week bushwalks, 5km runs and driving my car. It is unfortunate that I never seem to meet likeminded people, everyone is so caught up in the rat race. I'd love to meet others like me who value their time and freedom over status and money.
It is a sad sign of our "civilization" that most humans spend the better part of their lives doing a task they don't enjoy or care about simply to earn the funds to feed and shelter themselves.
Why should we "sacrifice" to live, what kind of paradigm is this? This is a cult-like system of control. In my mother tongue the word for "sacrifice" is the same as the word for "victim". "Sacrificing" ourselves like on an altar, altar to WHAT? Who/what do we truly answer to???