Dec 12, 2005 22:13
He lived a life of hibernation: if something required more energy than he was willing to exert, the something wouldn't happen. He hoarded his energy and spent it as sparingly as possible. He had to want something very badly to actually go after it. His hibernation made him seem lazy to others, who accepted his perceived laziness as normal and natural because of his wealth. But he wasn't a lazy man; he didn't squander time. Nor was he a greedy man who kept his time all to himself and let his money -- and other people -- do his work for him. He was a rich man, but he lived life with the sparsity of a poor man. He understood that life was a product of love and so he refused to waste his energy chasing after a thing for which he had no love. The only luxury he derived from his wealth was the luxury of choice: his basic needs were provided for and he never had to work for a thing he didn't want. But when he worked for something, he threw himself into it with all of his passion and being. He spent his energy sparingly, but he spent it wisely and fully -- and when he had achieved the product of his love, he went back into hibernation. And so his life was simple and he was happy.
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