One thing i can't deal with. My dad seems to think it'll help, if he points out that i "need" a job to pay for things, or that i haven't had a job in 6 months, or that i have no good excuse anymore.
Of course i have my reasons.
When did time = money? Where did this system come about? Is the point of a job to spend a couple hours in one place, just so you can pay your bills, to survive?
Not at all!
A job should be a service you believe in. To me, money = passion. We all have certain skills, and more that we'd like to learn. Artists create, therapists help, authors write. Are half the jobs available out there even necessary?
Who doesn't want to do something they love? And why shouldn't you? Think, a world without money. Not even a barter system. What if we all could share, do things for each other?
If we all gave, we'd all get something!
just some thoughts. maybe more later.
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