We were put on this earth to make stuff.
It’s true. Why do we forget this?! Things like attending college and going to work can give us a sense of purpose but at the same time feel unfulfilling. Most of the time we’re not creating anything. Instead, we find ourselves bullshitting papers or memos for the boss, in the midst of a game in which we’re meant to believe that it all actually means something.
Gardening, building a table, drawing. These are tangible things that make the world more beautiful and/or functional. Working with your hands to create something is a fundamental part of being human. That glow you feel after baking cupcakes isn’t imaginary. You can feel yourself really bringing somethnig even if it’s a tiny bit of joy into the world.
We aren’t saying that people writing these fake papers or silly meetings are useless or bad people. We just get caught up into the day to day grind of surviving. We forget that our soul was put here to grow whether that be spiritually, creatively, intellectually. We don’t even realize it when we’ve been stunted for years! Wake up! Go plant a flower!