How precisely this records what’s going on in mankind’s set of experiences! Individuals truly don’t need things; they need to be respected for the things they have.
What they need isn’t simply the new vehicle yet to hear their neighbors say, How fortunate you are to have a particularly excellent vehicle!
I cut from Newsweek magazine an article by a journalist on life in Washington, D.C.
Here is the thing that she says drives individuals in the country’s capital: Ambition is the raving and unquenchable monster that regularly requests to be taken care of in this town.
The setting is more averse to be some luxurious café or alluring dance club than a completely mediocre glass place of business, or an inward sanctum some place in the government complex.
The award in the exchange is oftentimes not cash by any stretch of the imagination, but rather force, perquisites, and inner self back rub.
For this, the entire agglomeration of mental settlements, there are individuals who will sell out nearly anything, including their sense of pride, assuming any, and the prosperity of thousands of others.
This statement affirms precisely what this antiquated Searcher is saying.
The drive to be respected is the genuine target of life. However, he says, this also is unimportant, a pursuing breeze.
In some cases, notwithstanding, when individuals become mindful of this, they flip over to the contrary extraordinary: they exit society, and let the public authority uphold them.
And I saw that all labor and achievement spring from man’s envy of his neighbor. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
In any case, that isn’t the appropriate response either, the Searcher says: The dolt creases his hands and destroys himself (Ecclesiastes 4:5).
Numerous youngsters who were important for the adolescent insurgency, the nonconformity society, have discovered this to be the case: that when you sit in inactivity you ruin yourself, your assets vanish, and your confidence disappears.
They needed to become familiar with the difficult exercise that the best way to look after themselves, even genuinely, not to mention mentally, was to go to work and quit demolishing themselves.
It would be greatly improved, says the Searcher, to bring down your assumptions and pick a less aggressive way of life: Better is a small bunch of quietness than two hands brimming with work and a making progress toward wind (Ecclesiastes 4:6).
However so ground-breaking is aspiration and the longing to be begrudged that individuals really continue working and working in any event, when they have nobody to leave their wealth to: Again, I saw something pointless under the sun: There was a man in isolation; he had neither child nor sibling.
There was no limit to his work, at this point his eyes were not substance with his abundance. ‘For whom am I working,’ he asked, ‘and for what reason am I denying myself of happiness’?
This also is insignificant – a hopeless business (Ecclesiastes 4:7-8)!
How evident! A few people continue working in spite of the fact that they have nobody to work for and nothing to do with the cash they make.
They even deny themselves the delights of life to keep laying up assets. What a sharp model is given to us in the tale of very rich person Howard Hughes.
He didn’t have a clue how to manage his cash. His beneficiaries, whom no one can even distinguish for certain, are left to quarrel about it.
Such is the indiscretion of working for wealth.