I am a single middle-aged guy who has been in the construction industry for, do I say it? half a century. I have been a part of the constructing or remodeling of houses, office buildings, manufacturing plants, restaurants, ad infinitum, in all phases and all trades. A jack of all trades, master of none. And in this roughly 400,000,000 seconds of altering the planet face, what have I gotten out of it other than a means to shelter my body and nourish myself…. And procure more crap than I will ever need in 10 lifetimes? Is it time to give back to society, repay mother nature or work the system to ensure that I live more comfortably than a large majority through the twilight of my mortality? Do I reward myself for the years of hard work and sacrifices (Yes, I have lived without even one BMW or Jaguar through my entire life) or do I commit to making the world better for my fellow creatures? …
A notional ponderance in this electronic lyceum… “Why are we here, what’s life all about? Is God really real, or is there some doubt? Well tonight we’re going to sort it all out. For tonight, it’s the meaning of life. What’s the point, of all this hoax? Is it the chicken and the egg time, or all we just yolks? Or perhaps, we’re just one of God’s little jokes? …” Maybe Monty Python was on to something.
Through many conversations with friends and strangers and many thought-provoking hours, often in the middle of the night, usually around 3am until 5 minutes before the alarm goes off, and without the use of mind altering medications (although that may have sped up the process by a few decades), I may have finally come up with my own answer … Though, I may never know … But maybe, just maybe, it is to try to bring a smile to my and other’s faces?
As my ol’ buddy Yoda once said, “Do or do not, there is no try”. So here goes …
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