Ideas are worth their weight in gold. Literally.. how much is gold worth at the moment and how much do ideas weight? I have many ideas but some find their way into my soul as concrete. Those who pull through the chaos of the mind have value. Like offspring in a civil war, they chose the winning side in order to tell their history. That effort and forbearance has no tangible value as of yet. If they had the valor to peak through and transmute themselves into a tangible item of this world, then I have no choice but to let them run their lives as they see fit. Many of them are in infantile stages despite the potential density of their auras. They live and breathe and gain strength through me. Just because they can not yet speak for themselves is no cause to cut them off and dismiss them to anyone who sees their worth only as an alternative. They need to live a life as functional as possible. Do no look down upon the late bloomers. They are more the source of out knowledge than any other. They’ve lived and absorbed what is alive. Their time will come. If they choose me as their benefactor, then I can assume no great cause but to bring them to proper fruition.
My passion in life is to be a lazy house mouse. One who cooks, cleans, sews, and helps everyone else in the house get done what they need to get done. There are plenty of reasons for my realization of this passion. Here are a few:
- I genuinely disliked 80% of the 15 jobs I’ve held since high school
- I genuinely disliked 99.9% of the people I’ve encountered in my life.
- I love being in a house all day
- I enjoy sprucing things up
- Household deadlines (like Christmas, birthday parties, and making dinner) don’t stress me out much at all
- I can wear whatever clothing I feel like wearing
- I don’t have to think about what I look like
- Dressing up is rare and fun
- I eat healthier food at home than in restaurants
- I do work solely for people I actually care about
The list could probably keep going on and on, but the main point comes down to proximity. There are no beds to relax on in an office. Whereas in a house, I can choose a variety of different rooms and outdoor spaces to make myself comfortable in while I get my work done.
Being a House Mouse shouldn’t be confused with being a House Wife. No, no, no. A House Mouse earns a living separate from anyone else in the house whereas a House Wife is a slave (once removed) to the husband’s place of employment. For example, if a Husband only gets two weeks of vacation per year, the wife most likely only goes on vacation two weeks in that year as well. Whereas a House Mouse is free to take as much vacation as her House Mousing allows.
All around us are physical paths and roads leading to somewhere. It seems logical that unphysical paths indeed will lead somewhere as well. But as we climb through this metaphysical jungle gym, we often end up right back where we started with nothing to show for it except a few months of being lost in thinking about the differences between all the jungle gyms we encountered on our quest. Yes the world is fascinating, but fascination wasn’t the only place I was navigating towards.
My experience causes me to think that when one is already on the top of the food chain with all basic needs met, anything more really doesn’t make a sustained difference in daily life. But if that is really true for everyone, then we’d all have the same stuff and means to experience whatever we craved at anytime. And we don’t.