Posted 2 years ago
Well, everybody, I will be permanently leaving Collector's Weekly on 13 April 2019. I'm still debating if I should delete my account or not. If there's any information I've posted you want to keep note of, now is the time to transfer it to your computer or notebook. Photos are also free for you all to use if you want, so now is a good time to save them.
I'm moving across the country and will be beginning a new life apart from collecting. In the end, everything is just stuff-- junk and excess baggage weighing us down in this life. I want to be free from items of no eternal value and free from this game of comparing and competing as if amassing a hoard of non-useful items somehow makes us better people?
I've come to realise that money, too, is worthless. The value of things we collect is artificial. It's all a concept of our own minds-- money isn't much different as it has no use in and of itself beyond the trade value we assign it. The select few who control that value keep us wanting more and more because we will always strive for it. We're never content with what we have, and that's how they want it. It's their source of power/control.
When J.D. Rockefeller was asked when he'd have enough, he answered, "Just a little bit more." I realise that I fell into that same trap. "More" does not truly satisfy. The pleasure is temporary. It's never good enough. And it all just sits on a shelf collecting dust when the money spent could be spent on actually enjoying life-- in the company of others-- or even be spent on helping others to have a basic means of comfort. We, though, hog it all for ourselves while others suffer alone in the cold. Why a piece of paper will have more value than a human life, I have no idea. We're just that blinded in our comfortable, self-satisfying lives.
We're supposed to be masters of ourselves, yet we end up enslaved to money and things we consider valuable when those things have no applicable use to life. All my collections are useless. I'm practically just abandoning them due to how sick I am of realising that they owned me-- not me them. I'm breaking free and call you to do the same.
All that you see around you will one day be destroyed. It has no eternal value. You, though, have eternal value. Take charge of your life instead of letting life take charge of you. We make stuff-- we should be it's masters. Yet we let it master us. Stuff may not be bad in and of itself, but "everything in moderation."
With this I will leave you. This is my last post here and I will not be responding to comments. I must make a full break from the temptation-- otherwise this plague will always find me.
Good luck every-body. I had a great time here.