Qion
Uber Nothing
Sometimes I feel like the people of our society only concern themselves with what is needed to further extend our existences of longevity meaninglessness. What really is the point we make doing our jobs and fueling our economies? Where does our creativity go other than on the market, where it is monetized and becomes -yet again- just another facsimile of expressionism gone economical? The last time I did something for a creative purpous other than to make money was when I blended two pictures in Photoshop for my girlfriend.
There is true, pure, humanistic expressionism, and I am well aware of it. My question is this: Where, exactly, do our very lives primarily manifest in? Is it humanity or commericialism? Is it "choice" or free will?
Some of us live very different lives than the general population. Some take their lives and express themselves and reflect their personal image of humanity perfectly, living happy and fulfilling lives. However, how often do we see such a person become wealthy without direct correlation to making it in a cold, market-type, hierarchical money chain? Maybe I'm just bias being a working, buzzing part of society... or maybe there's something a bit wry with the basis of what we name "crucial to life" in our everyday lives.
There is true, pure, humanistic expressionism, and I am well aware of it. My question is this: Where, exactly, do our very lives primarily manifest in? Is it humanity or commericialism? Is it "choice" or free will?
Some of us live very different lives than the general population. Some take their lives and express themselves and reflect their personal image of humanity perfectly, living happy and fulfilling lives. However, how often do we see such a person become wealthy without direct correlation to making it in a cold, market-type, hierarchical money chain? Maybe I'm just bias being a working, buzzing part of society... or maybe there's something a bit wry with the basis of what we name "crucial to life" in our everyday lives.