a lost society
For me, taking a sabbatical, doesn't have any time frame.
But, rather , a stepping away from the norm, even for an hour, and taking a breather.
It means a rest of mind and a regenerating of self. Nothing too specific should challenge ones thought. All of a sudden the space becomes romantic, a getaway, a dream of how it could be if one didn't have responsibilities or worries.
A crazy idea takes seat...what if one were to run away....like elope....elope from the realities of life.
We forget that we can. We forget that there is time for everything in our lives...and i mean everything.
That crazy excuse that work doesn't allow one much else. Work has taken total priority over living. Of course one has to earn a living. of course one would be nowhere without a penny or two in ones pocket.
But to work oneself into a stupor...where family no longer features, except, maybe, on holidays, and even then they are a bother because they pricey... rowdy... demanding
...friends, because they don't understand ones life and how stressed one is, become burdensome with their telephone calls or invites to outings or visits
...personal indulgences like a hobby one puts aside claiming to be too tired .
We fool ourselves, convince ourselves that work is the answer to all our challenges.
Could it be that we hiding from living?
Could it be that we don't know how to live anymore?
Could it be the money has become our god....ones life defined at how deep ones pocket is. As to the people in our lives or the value of living...who cares...as long as one can drive the smartest car and carry the newest mobile or gadget in ones pocket...now that be called living in this new era.
We are a lost society.
RB.
But, rather , a stepping away from the norm, even for an hour, and taking a breather.
It means a rest of mind and a regenerating of self. Nothing too specific should challenge ones thought. All of a sudden the space becomes romantic, a getaway, a dream of how it could be if one didn't have responsibilities or worries.
A crazy idea takes seat...what if one were to run away....like elope....elope from the realities of life.
We forget that we can. We forget that there is time for everything in our lives...and i mean everything.
That crazy excuse that work doesn't allow one much else. Work has taken total priority over living. Of course one has to earn a living. of course one would be nowhere without a penny or two in ones pocket.
But to work oneself into a stupor...where family no longer features, except, maybe, on holidays, and even then they are a bother because they pricey... rowdy... demanding
...friends, because they don't understand ones life and how stressed one is, become burdensome with their telephone calls or invites to outings or visits
...personal indulgences like a hobby one puts aside claiming to be too tired .
We fool ourselves, convince ourselves that work is the answer to all our challenges.
Could it be that we hiding from living?
Could it be that we don't know how to live anymore?
Could it be the money has become our god....ones life defined at how deep ones pocket is. As to the people in our lives or the value of living...who cares...as long as one can drive the smartest car and carry the newest mobile or gadget in ones pocket...now that be called living in this new era.
We are a lost society.
RB.
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