Ahhhh... I'm feeling a big wind comin' up... this is likely to take two posts to flesh out my complete thought... ;)
For someone... Someone like ME... Hunting, searching, building, finding, acquiring the Perfect RV... Well... That's kind of a contradiction in terms ain't it? Almost a betrayal of everything I've sermonized on and about?
I admit it. I too fall prey, often, to such things.
The perfect RV... When I'm honest with myself, I see that as the scar that reminds me of the "Treadmill" days... enriching the man. It's the last lil' bit of that materialistic mentality (that I have to consciously resist) where the acquisition of things is the primary goal of LIFE, and not, what I believe Life should be about...
The Acquisition of LIFE.
Lately, I've been deliberately reminding myself that the perfect RV is only the one that keeps the rain off my head and that shelters me from the wind and the cold. All else is simply a matter of which color do you prefer? Once the function of shelter is taken care of, the rest is mere aesthetics and economics. Buying what you can't afford is the trick of that Ol' Con Man; To keep you indentured to the Man.
Don't get me wrong, material things are necessary to human beings. I need clothes... or at least... YOU need me to need clothes. ;) To get where I go, I need a vee-hickle... and I fully admit that the big Red Motorcycle I ride contributes HUGE to the smile I occasionally manage to hang on my face. But, in the end, things are only the tools we use to help build the experiences of LIVING.
So, finding the perfect RV isn't ~ The Meaning of Life ~ If not that... what? Is it to work and slave and stack up Security? And what is "Security" anyway?
Security is Nothing. Security doesn't exist.
How many Millions have seen their imagined Security vanish in a mist of manipulated numbers in the last decade? If it was Secure... where did it go? How many times over the generations has this replayed?
It's my belief that Security is the Pure Fantasy spun out of thin air ~ to provide the tool to produce fear in those who don't have it. That fear is then used by those who lust for power to con folks into surrendering to the "Solutions" offered by the Fantasy spinners. So... you're taught to Fear Not Having ~ What doesn't Exist.
Most measure their Security by the size of their bank accounts. They measure their safety by how much green paper they have. Paper that only has value because "Someone" claims it does... The premier con.
I for one believe it is largely a fantasy spun by the nobility of old, who found the perfect way to reclaim their power. (since folks seem to have discovered that they were Not in fact emissaries of God) If you Control money you control the people. Eliminate real money (gold and silver) and replace it with fiat phuny money that YOU the con man control.
In modern times Security is generally defined as a pension plan, or a stock portfolio with a lot of zeros... but what, exactly is THAT?
In a word? Wishful Thinking... ok... I can't count... two words... but it is still largely fantasy. Does the name Enron mean anything to you? Are you really believing your Paper Security is secure? When that paper is controlled and manipulated by those men of high integrity on Wall Street?
When you buy into a con... you are at the con man's mercy...
There was a time I thought I'd build my family some security. I figured then that I'd bust hump and build, using as much of my own labor as possible, a fine property. That if I put in enough of my own sweat I'd have the equity to create a sweet "nest egg". Long time readers here know how that worked out.
The phony money system stole that equity by appraising my "Property" at 25% below the cost of building it. They told of how they were losing money and then reported PROFITS in the BILLIONS... and none of 'em are in jail... well, maybe one or two token sacrifices.
That is the fantasy of putting trust in anything valued in Fiat Phuny Money. The powers that be, any time they can see a way to squeeze a few more Liberties out of you... will devalue your Property and your MONEY...
In fear the majority of folks jump up and down hollering for the con man to save them. Now, of course, the con man says; "I can do that. I just need a liiiitle more power to do that job." and of course that Power comes from you surrendering a bit more of your Liberty.... and the King reclaims another chunk of his lost supremacy.
I've come up with a few solutions. The Best Solutions... For ME. I emphasize, this is what I Do for ME. What I am comfortable with. For me Liberty is Premier, and security is but a dream.
What you do is what You Must Do.
My answers for Me are;
#1; What Security a person can have comes from learning, building skills, and having Faith in himself. Faith in his ingenuity, his talent, his knowledge, his perceptions and his perseverance.
#2; I own little that can be seized for lack of property tax payment to the King or painfully devalued. Or even be attractive to any of his asset grabbing minions. What I have would cost 'em more to take than they'd get.
#3; Rather than having converted a great part of my life to a pile of fiat paper to be scammed away by the system or devalued in an effort to promote the decline of Liberties. I now produce my subsistence as I go. What that does is, there's no "account" or "Portfolio" to be manipulated and stolen. My income is produced at whatever the new "Inflated" rate is, as I need it. Kind of an automatic adjustment. If there is ANY real security in this world (doubtful) it is to have some control/ownership of the production of your subsistence income.
#4; I have faced my mortality... more than once. They will not enslave me with this fear. I consciously address the fact that no matter how skilled a medical system might could be... They have never saved a life. They have only, ever, postponed the end. Increasingly, at astronomical cost. So the only real choice there is how you check out, and how much of today you siphon off in a vain attempt to hold off eternity... forever. I for one will not bankrupt my children's children, or anyone else, in the vain attempt to be the first to achieve immortality. Quite simply, I will live until I die... and I intend to die with dignity and courage.
I'll close this lil' tirade with some more Cowboy Philosophizin' on the morrow!