"I've always wanted to sail to the South Seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of "security." And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine--and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a man need--really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in-- and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all--in the material sense. And we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade.
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?
--Sterling Hayden
2 comments:
Totally off-topic, but does the name for this blog come from a certain Dana Andrews movie? Or was it always named this and I just never noticed before? ;-)
:-D Yep, that's the source! Same with the quote up top. Although, previously the blog had a name derived from another DA movie, with matching quote from same, but I moved on to this one when it became my favorite...
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