Monday, 17 December 2007

• Stuff

  I've been pounded by the realization lately that I am a slave to "stuff", or material processions.

  Things are nice when you have nothing, they entertain you via the TV, they inform via the computer, they let you cook food.

  But the more stuff you collect, the more they enslave you.  The more you have, the more you have to clean; the more you have, the more you worry about it being stolen; the more you have, the more space stuff takes, until you have no more space at all.

  Human nature the way it is, we just like collecting stuff, useful or not.  Therein lies the rub.

  "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.  But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.  For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

  Hopefully my treasure is in the right place!

   

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