Love is Not Enough
by Industry and hard work are perhaps much more important to our lives than simple childlike meandering and questing for some elusive love that may or may not benefit others.
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To many going through life trying to feel and experience love is the end all of experience. While love is a fine thing and living as a child can bring happiness this method of life may not be the final way to do well in this world. It may sound jaded to dismiss childlike innocence, but society and culture has rarely grown by the whims of children. It is the concentrated effort of adults with worldly concerns and ambitions that has created the greatest achievements of mankind.
The ambitions of humankind push us to great heights. The temporal and monetary goals of great minds have given us our greatest monuments, societies, temples, and, most importantly, the time to concern ourselves with how best to live life rather than have time only to toil for the basics of life.
It is precisely because we are not childlike through all of life that we have made it so far from our humble beginnings. Through our quest for power we have gone from simple hunting to farming to industry to every modern refinement of industry. Not only was it profitable to create powerful industry, but our many efforts to clean up any damage and to make all industry cleaner has been pushed by people who saw the profit in doing so.
Recycling is not just a good idea, but it makes a lot of money. Taking waste and turning it into profit is not a new idea, it is by this very method that fertilizer was made. It is by this very nature than it is easy to see that both our creation of garbage and then ability to put it to use is an ancient and driving motive of man through all history.
We spend much time berating the captains of industry but spend little time praising them for giving us the life we enjoy. Our modern world has come through the hard work and compensatory profit of these great men and women. So before trotting off to embrace the wonder of infantile grasping at straws we should give a firm handshake to those who have given us the time and freedom to even pursue such activities.
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