The rise and fall of trades is a banal affair
The rise and fall of trades is a banal affair.
The sole concern, for most of us, is our own security, profit or expansion. To gratify one's ego - which is true of both 'selfish' and 'altruistic' work.
Seeing how it relates to the grand scheme of things does not interest us. We are not curious to get a taste of timeless righteousness in what we do. So, when a profession is at a low ebb, or faces criticism, we seek to terminate the critic and further our business by various noble, ignoble means.
We never change our own practices, question our own motives, learn something entirely new, switch to something less profitable yet less hazardous. And we wish life were kinder!
Neither our hope nor our cynicism is of any significance whatsoever.
The more we understand that there's nowhere to reach, nothing to become and no real security to be found anywhere (for everything changes), the easier it is to let go. Throwing ourselves into something new may look tough financially, but being there we don't mind much - I don't mind much.
If only we do what we love no matter what..! If only we drop things the moment we realize there's no love in them..! Thus moving along with the life-flow, we create hardly any mess in the world. It may seem insane to the insane society, so be it.
Many of us, even artists, do not understand the inner freedom and creativity that is implied in sailing through life.
When J. Krishnamurti or some such fellow points out, that "it doesn't matter if you die for it" - it's tremendously potent, shockingly simple. It has nothing to do with sacrifice, belief, adhering to ideals, martyrdom etc. ...It doesn't matter!
The sole concern, for most of us, is our own security, profit or expansion. To gratify one's ego - which is true of both 'selfish' and 'altruistic' work.
Seeing how it relates to the grand scheme of things does not interest us. We are not curious to get a taste of timeless righteousness in what we do. So, when a profession is at a low ebb, or faces criticism, we seek to terminate the critic and further our business by various noble, ignoble means.
We never change our own practices, question our own motives, learn something entirely new, switch to something less profitable yet less hazardous. And we wish life were kinder!
Neither our hope nor our cynicism is of any significance whatsoever.
The more we understand that there's nowhere to reach, nothing to become and no real security to be found anywhere (for everything changes), the easier it is to let go. Throwing ourselves into something new may look tough financially, but being there we don't mind much - I don't mind much.
If only we do what we love no matter what..! If only we drop things the moment we realize there's no love in them..! Thus moving along with the life-flow, we create hardly any mess in the world. It may seem insane to the insane society, so be it.
Many of us, even artists, do not understand the inner freedom and creativity that is implied in sailing through life.
When J. Krishnamurti or some such fellow points out, that "it doesn't matter if you die for it" - it's tremendously potent, shockingly simple. It has nothing to do with sacrifice, belief, adhering to ideals, martyrdom etc. ...It doesn't matter!
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