To distract from the vast and yawning abyss, utterly devoid of objective meaning, one must keep the hands busy and do what the mind says is useful. People enjoy the feeling of being productive; to feel useful and needed and tell themselves that they're making the lives of others better and easier by existing. Work is, in this manner, productive! So this feeling of value and goodness becomes inextricably linked with the idea of work itself, and not the products thereof. It's not necessarily wrong, though, either -- after all helping people necessarily involves effort and work.
Building things, cleaning, making measurable, observable changes in their environment -- these are the kinds of things that allow people to tell themselves that there is meaning in life. They are building something; leaving something that will last into the future.
Us enlightened types? We can read and laugh and whittle away the hours with our hobbies that make us happy while we wait for the end to come. Helping people should only done optimally, rationally, and without obfuscating feelings of anxiety or a need to prove self-worth -- an outlook and ideology that very few people on this planet share.
These are products of endless self-awareness and ironic reflection cultivated through countless hours of obsession over ideas and expression. Posting is a convenient medium to create the self-image that allows us to look down on the rubes who waste their time in pointless, displeasurable toil. After all, wasting time pleasurably is by far the superior option.
To distract from the vast and yawning abyss, utterly devoid of objective meaning, one must keep the hands busy and do what the mind says is useful. People enjoy the feeling of being productive; to feel useful and needed and tell themselves that they're making the lives of others better and easier by existing. Work is, in this manner, productive! So this feeling of value and goodness becomes inextricably linked with the idea of work itself, and not the products thereof. It's not necessarily wrong, though, either -- after all helping people necessarily involves effort and work.
Building things, cleaning, making measurable, observable changes in their environment -- these are the kinds of things that allow people to tell themselves that there is meaning in life. They are building something; leaving something that will last into the future.
Us enlightened types? We can read and laugh and whittle away the hours with our hobbies that make us happy while we wait for the end to come. Helping people should only done optimally, rationally, and without obfuscating feelings of anxiety or a need to prove self-worth -- an outlook and ideology that very few people on this planet share.
These are products of endless self-awareness and ironic reflection cultivated through countless hours of obsession over ideas and expression. Posting is a convenient medium to create the self-image that allows us to look down on the rubes who waste their time in pointless, displeasurable toil. After all, wasting time pleasurably is by far the superior option.