life in the faster lane

life above ground generally speaking is a good thing, but i suspect for many it is actually a chore.

i reckon the past 18 months have made me a more grounded and in my own mind a better (but still no way close to a perfect)person.

Philosophically, i have reached the "tipping" point where one says one should have a good life (rather than simply have a long life) and frankly i personally will not grow old (and be infirm) for the sake of it.

my attitude to what looks like success and especially to money/property has changed drastically i think (but if i had none i might not be so philosophical about it) to one where i now think money/property is simply a means to an end rather than an end (or symbol) in itself. having said that clearly we do not live yet (i will win lotto one day) in a world where money is no object.

however, that is not my key thought (well nearly its not). having spent some time on the bench (as a "redundant person") and more recently having spent some time in the "faster" lane i have come to have a different view or it.

the world is simply a network of maybe faster lanes -like highways next to freeways or Autobahns.

if you are in any one of these lanes on a busy day it can look like an autobahn (bit like some women/men look better/bigger after a skin full of your favourite alcohol). but in reality life is sometimes not an autobhahn but simply just a fast highway lane turning into a country lane if something doesnt change soon.

rushing around like an "idiot" in a small car on a small highway will never solve the problem.

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its related i think

a man goes to see a hooker and he says "honey do you take american express." she retorts - "honey you pay your money you can go as fast as you like".


the question here is - was he driving on a country road or an autobahn?? the size of the tunnels may not be relevant.

maybe he will never know unless he stops (at some point) and looks around.

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the more time i now spend in the faster lane the less enamoured i am to it overall. there seem to me to be too many "idiots" running around madly "shouting" at people.

but that might just be a symptom of my age or experiences.

maybe my lotto ticket will save me and allow me to get out onto the bikepaths of life.