Futile is...

The time we spend with ourselves

when living in a community full of so much.

The money we try to save

towards spending on the next new thing.

The work we put into not working at all

when our whole point of being here is for working.


Not the time we spend with making bonds

Not the money spent on experiences with others

Not the work we put into making our lives less existential.


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