The rampant I give you something you give something to me conundrum

In society today we see people obsessing over services, services they can offer others, and services they demand in return. This is seen most clearly in the workforce, where there is tangible means to make others to stuff for you. We invest several hours a day, doing something for someone else, so that they in return will do something for us by giving them money. 

Thinking it must be worth offering all those hours in order to get a paycheck, so that we can use that paycheck to recieve goods and services from others. 

Some people spend their entire lives to make others their servants, to have other people make their food, fly their planes, deliver their groceries, create their clothes, arrange their furniture, craft their stuff. Being rejoiced by the fact that somebody somewhere did something for them, and thinking that this is a perfect circle of justice and truth. 

In western society we feel an aching need to have supposed choices, that there must be five grocery stores right next to eachother because we prefer the høres employes in one place over the other, because one store is 5 minutes closer than the next. All the stores having to be bemanded by a willing straff to indulge your need for self-indulgence by giving you their time and efforts. 

When did so many forget that it is possible to do things oneself, that it is okay to make your own food and give freely without demanding anything in return, or throwing a hissy-fit if what you believe you deserve is not served in return. People often forget that they can use their own imagination, creativity and will to be an integral part of life. Instead of expecting that it is always someone elses job to practice their own power to benefit us. It is quite the exhausting circle to be a part of, when ruled by concepts such as give and take. Believing that if you give something, you have the divine right to also take. If the process is not functioning properly according to your beliefs, you start to belittle those who did not give you what you wanted.

Being lulled into believing that in order for contentment and happines to arrive, we must be given something, aquire something, have others treat us in a very certain way, entertain us by giving them money, only a good meal if we pay someone for it. The idea that having others cradle us, do stuff for us, take care of us, give us stuff by paying them, as the only way to reach nirvana. You can create yourself, share, enrichen your environment, simply by being and knowing you do not need all that. 

It is quite possible to live peacefully, without always having servants employed around you, without feeling the need to throwing your money around in order for people to caress you, or caress other people to get their money. An old saying goes the best things in life are free, for where is the authenticity behind such a construed reality. Where the reactions and actions always have to operate like a clockwork or a machine. We throw free will out of the window when we expect the constructed system to always run in a perfect manner, without any room for imagined error or fault. 

Ask yourself why you feel the need to engage in such a gigantic wheel, is it because this is how you were told truth and beauty works, and that anyone who does not partake lacks those things. If you stoff at the concept and reality of slavery, realize that you indulge in a lesser variant of the same thing when you demand others to bend to your will in the name of money and time you spent aquiring those money. If we only give our time and efforts to have piles of money, so that other people can give their time and efforts to have piles of money, is there not something sad about such a reality? You do not always need others to live up to the enforced expectations you place on them, wether it be in the workplace, home, amongst friends or anywhere for that matter, because no one is your appointed slave, and you are the slave of no one. 

Give freely, and sometimes take freely, but try to let it be authentic, because a robotic and static world  is doomed to be boring and sad.