Tied Down

The thing people don’t realize about owning a home is that it locks you down. You can’t move around, you can’t use your money for other things, and you can’t leave your job or switch around. You don’t have the freedom of doing what you want and trying something else. You can’t really truly live like that. You’re stuck.

But some people like it like that. I get the safety and knowingness of it all: that you have a place to sleep and eat, a steady income, and a guarantee of resources. It all feels safe. But at the same time, it is not a hundred percent safe. Though in our world it is safer to have it than not. It’s more stable. But you trade a bunch for it. We are guided to choose a choice that promises stability but costs us our will to live.

And ultimately, it’s what they want.

Humanity’s end game is to collect us all. Quietly get everyone to mindlessly guide themselves to the collective whole and behave as a collective whole for the purpose of collecting it all. All the resources to build the biggest, baddest castle on the planet, so that one man can stand taller than the rest. Sitting up top on everyone, having them hold it up from down there below. The way to do it is to control the mind: sap out any will from it and guide them towards the chest. The chest that you decide. Power and power, it’s all it is. It is why we’re doomed.

We will engulf ourselves, no doubt.

Because power has no control; it has no muzzle. And the Earth is limited. So is life. Life never had to face humans, something it can adapt to. Can life be fast enough to outstand humans? Of course it can. But can humans be fast enough to outstand humans? Probably. A few will probably be fine. Not fine, but able to survive. Then they will build whatever is next. Hopefully whatever’s next will build better and become better. But that also depends on whatever’s left. The greed for power came because it’s what led to the powerful here. The most powerful are the most greedy.

What does power give us?

It gives us control. We use it to control the world to our liking, to express it as we wish, and to prevent the resistance of others. We get it our way and we get everything. It’s our giant playground. Though it is quite unstable. Attempting to control anything never works out. But we won’t stop trying, and we won’t figure that out unless the hard way.

And that’s what being human is all about.

Honestly, that greed of power is what let us rise to the top. We always wanted more and we always took more. Now we’re at a point where we can’t really take anymore, but it goes against our nature, so no, we cannot accept it. We shall continue taking more. Nothing will stop us until it stops us. That is the human way.

And that is how we shall die.

I do not see a way where it will stop. Those who want to take it all can simply take it all by being the most violent. Become the most violent and you’ll rule the worlds. But you may also destroy it. Previously we never could, but now we could. Will the greed of power surmount the sense to live? Probably, since we all die anyway and life is some crazy game. I mean really, what is life? It makes no sense whatsoever. All it takes is some madman to make it go boom. Previously they couldn’t, but now they could.

Will we ever become peace-loving fairies? Nah. All it takes is one guy who wants it all to come and muck it up. And I mean, who can blame them? They make it so easy. It’ll just be constant destruction and conquest until there is only one. Or none.

And that’s why I don’t have a house: to rebel against the mindless collective whole. And without a house, there’s nothing to tie me down. I can do whatever I want.

Unless I get more money.