Borrowing.

Sometimes, I get conflicted about possessions. To live well or to live lightly? Certainly I could be living it up a little more; yet so many struggle to feed and shelter themselves. Even living lightly has it’s conflicts. Should I hang on to everything in the hope of reusing it, and not having to buy something new? Or try to de-clutter and have less stuff around? I have however realized that zero use is an impossible goal.

Water.
Carbon.
Calcium.
Iron.

I am my environment. To say that there is nothing dedicated to my exclusive use is to deny that I exist at all.

Of course, there is still a wide range between the aesthetic with nothing but the clothes on his back, and the dictator with multiple palaces and a legion of servants. Still, the impossibility of absolute zero makes the scattering of humanity elsewhere along the scale seem a little less like some kind of cosmic injustice.

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