This refrain has seized my brain recently. My gut reaction is to the apparent statement of the futility of work and consumerist culture. The purpose of the car is to facilitate working, but in the end, it becomes the reason for work itself. The paradox appeals to me on a base level.
I've often felt that things in my own life were that way. That I work simply to pay the debts I have, some of which I only have because they have enabled me to work. Like the car, or school, or whatever.
I see it in others too. Struggling against whatever debts or reasons or society, simply so they can be continue to struggle the very next day against the same things. And it makes me wonder what the point of it all is. I mean, if you're going to work so hard just to stay in place, maybe you should be wondering if staying in place is such a good thing?
Get off the treadmill people. Life has more than one path to it. Just step to the side and move along. Sure, society is going to look at you like you're crazy, but at the same time, they're going to envy you a little bit, because you're free now. You're off the treadmill, while they're still stuck running in place.
I don't know where I'm going with this....
