What do we work for? Do we work to live? Do we live to work? Do we work for happiness?
During a deep thought and reflection, I reached that we do work for having a decent death. Knowing that pain could be compromised, and that death is a spontaneous event as life.
We work because thatās what weāve been taught to do. We work to live in society where everyone feels everyone else does their part. It isnāt exactly for happiness but not being in a society and having itās benefits would probably make you uncomfortable.
While I feel this may be true for something like a job, I think this is untrue for the general category of āworkā.
For as much āworkā itself indeed describes the activity of the primitive man making undertakings to provide for his own sustenance even in the wild, unshackled from learnings and society. For a primitive indeed works to say, take fruit from a tree or harvest materials to make a bow for the hunt.
Overall, then, we perform work in order to live. Going from there, the question simply becomes: what is it that we live for, as the reason we live is that which we do work as a means towards.
Lay off the drugs. We work so we arenāt a bunch of welfare dependent shitbags. We work to live in nice houses, put our kids in good schools, buy a bunch of cool toys, get old comfortably, and pass on what we can to make the lives of our kids easier.
āBecause you have listened to the voice of your wife
and have eaten of the tree
of which I commanded you,
āYou shall not eat of it,ā
cursed is the ground because of you;
in pain you shall eat of it all the days of your life; 18thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for you;
and you shall eat the plants of the field. 19By the sweat of your face
you shall eat bread,
till you return to the ground,
for out of it you were taken;
for you are dust,
and to dust you shall return.ā
Lifeās a bitch and then you die. If you didnāt hit the birth lottery then you will have to work. Hopefully you can die with some dignity. Expect setbacks and personal tragedy. Donāt expect anyone to give a shit. Take care of yourself and your family. To hell with anyone else. If you can, make your own money. Itās harder but in the end you wonāt need to be fake for 8-12 hours a day. Thereā¦I just decoded the mysteries of life. Youāre welcome.
At its most biological basic, any organism lives to reproduce ā to propagate the species. And unless the propagation process for the species requires the death of the individual, the next, most basic, overarching reason an organism continues to live (even after propagation) is self-preservation and survival.
We work because the system is designed for us to be slaves to capitalism. We work to make some ultra wealthy asshole even richer while we can all barely scrape by. Itās a broken system and should be destroyed.
When I was a teenager and in my 20ās I hated work. However, I did like the independence it brought me and the āstuffā I could buy.
People learn a lot about themselves during those years. What you are good at, what you like, what you donāt like. And you start gravitating towards what you enjoy. And, if you enjoy it you get better at it and build a career.
I love what I do. I love the people I work with and my clients. Being productive and the reward from hard work, challenge is a big positive in life.
Donāt like working for someone? Start your own business. It isnāt easy by a long shot. But, if you have the patience to build something over time and are willing to keep your eyes on the successes rather than the set backs, then it can be done.
People in my generation donāt have the money it takes to start up a business. We are all saddled with way too much debt to get the degree we were told to get because it was supposed to get us all good paying jobs and it didnāt. Itās not like we can discharge those debts because the Bush administration decided to fuck the country over in favor of the banks.
Iāll be sure to start up my own business real soon though. Maybe I can find a couple million dollars in venture capital to sink into a business idea that may or may not work. Face it, those days are over. Glad it worked out for you though.
So, you think that everyone who starts a business has to have a lot of money?
When my parents started their business they had very little. Little enough that we had no home, we lived above the showroom in what should have been office space because we actually couldnāt afford a home.
What my parentās did have was a goal and a dream. Enough so that they didnāt let the setbacks keep them from moving forward.
Plumbers, electricians (for example) work for someone and get experience under their belt. Then, they start their own business on a shoestring. Happens all of the time.
Iām not sure where you get the idea that you need venture capital or millions.