Subnostr

8h of sleep 💤 + 8h of fiat mining 💰+ 2h commuting 🚙 + 2h doin' necessities 🧹

= 20h of hamster wheel 🎡

I'm not complaining about my job, I like it a lot even if the reward isn't so great at the end of the month. But only 4 h a day, that I can take for myself with thousands of interests, something had to give up.

I can't get my head around how you plebs with kids can handle it in the #fiat mining ⛏️ system.(speaking to those who have jobs and working for someone else not from home)

At this point in time and all the world fuckery that is happening all around over and over again higher up, I seriously have no wish to bring more "slaves" into this #system to them. I believe if the great "reset" comes, it will be disastrous for many of us.

Call me ignorant being #childfree but I think I'm not alone in such thinking.

Hats off to all of you who have kids. I really admire your ways. Without you, the #humanity could not make it. Thanks for doing the hardest job in the world which is, raising a child 💜

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Not my name 2y ago

The simple truth is that most people don’t/can’t think critically. They have no interest in being wrong about anything. Dissonance is an unfamiliar and scary state for them that they try to avoid at all costs.

We are evolutionarily predisposed not to think for ourselves.

And there is an argument to be made that ignorance truly may be better.

That said, I too am immensely grateful on a daily basis for being #childfree.

I can’t imagine the mental gymnastics over the course of a lifetime that would be needed to not feel constant guilt over bringing something that you are genetically programmed to love like no other, into this cesspool of existence. Sure, there is some good, but there is also a lot of bad that you are powerless to protect them from. Uvalde anyone?

Even if you are born into the global elite, there is nothing special about any of it. Only suffering and pleasure that never seems to last long enough.

Despite our lofty ambitions for and opinions of ourselves, humans will never be more than a mere blip on the cosmic scale. Just an ever anxious animal who has reproduced beyond what our host planet can sustain.

My personal mission and way through the muck and the mire, is to simply try to make the most of it. When the time comes for my body to fail, as it inevitably will, I will welcome a return to non existence, as much as I welcome a pretty sunrise or a warm cup of tea on a cold day.