Photo Of Minneapolis, MN on my way home from museum
This post was inspired by a post You Can’t Always Get What You Want, But…
At Creative by Nature Blog
An excerpt by Thomas Merton
In our society, a society of business rooted in puritanism, based on a pseudo-ethic industriousness and thrift, to be rewarded by comfort, pleasure and a good bank account, the myth of work is thought to justify an existence that is essentially meaningless and futile.
There is, then, a great deal of busy-ness as people invent things to do when in fact there is very little to be done. Yet we are overwhelmed with jobs, duties, tasks, assignments, and “missions” of every kind
At every moment we are sent north, south, east, and west by the angels of business and art, poetry, and politics, science, and war, to the four corners of the universe, to decide something, to sign something, to buy and sell. We fly in all directions to sell ourselves, thus justifying the absolute nothingness of our lives.
The more we seem to accomplish, the harder it becomes to really dissimulate our trifling, and the only thing that saves us is the common conspiracy not to advert to what is really going on.