I’ve come to realize that I have a lot of stuff.
The ratio of stuff I own compared to places I have to put stuff is unbalanced, and that is bad news.
In our culture, we are defined, to a large extent, by our stuff.
- How much stuff do we have?
- How much is our stuff worth?
- How do we acquire stuff?
- Do we pay for it ourselves?
- Does someone else buy it for us?
- Do we have the “right” stuff? (Brand names, etc.)
I am not my stuff.
I don’t want to depend on my stuff.
If all my stuff went up in smoke tomorrow, would I be upset?
Should I be upset?
Sure, it would be inconvenient, but would it change who I am? What would it change?
So what’s the answer?
Should I burn all my stuff and find an abandoned house to live in and make soap or something?
Should I sell all my stuff and give the money to Mac (because he comments on my blog)?
Maybe I should just keep trying to acquire as much stuff as possible, so when I die, I can be buried with all my stuff (because you know it’s mine).