I HATE JOBS

Everyone has experiences of them, some pleasant, some not. "Job" is the name for the kind of work that keeps the modern society thriving, at least according to its own goals: to grow upon and on itself, seemingly developing but in the end, wallowing in the same old waters that stagnate and grow more tainted every passing day. That is wholly natural: such is the course of life of human cultures. First they flourish and morph as they do battle with their surroundings, trying to adapt to the daily challenges. After they have got the upper hand, the fundamental core begins to form within the group, now a blooming civilization. That heart thumps for a moment until it grows black and dies, leaving an empty husk, which is still being worshipped as the only truth, the cornerstone of that dying civilization. Its priests and their flock do not see that they stare into the Abyss itself with their enthralled eyes - the black hole within draws us into a downward spiral, wedging us away from what we first sought to comply with: the world.

The center of the Western civilization is individualism, the idea that every human is an equal unit with correspondingly equal rights simply because they are all individuals - separated. That is, a standardized form of human being. Perhaps it was the introduction of Christianity that started the downfall by giving rise to mass-revolt when the exoteric side of its ideals rooted into the European people. Thus, our numbers increased that in turn disrupted inter-communal relations, diluting them from a few strong, many-threaded and vivid bonds into innumerable shallow handshakes no better than a quick glance would be. All vivaciousness lost and differences swept under the yoke of a linear truth of inherent value within human beings. Life is given a definite value and by fixing that attribute, quantity remains as the sole variable of this equation of society's overall happiness. Do you know your neighbors?