I don’t want anything for Christmas. I became unmaterialistic by accident.
I’m not a tree-hugger or a save-the-earth type. I support what they do but I’m no foot soldier in THAT culture war. I’m just not committed enough. The reason I can’t think of any Christmas list ideas is simple: I can never remember anything that I need.
Maybe this is the holy grail of anti-consumerism: genuinely not wanting any “things”. But I didn’t get here on purpose. I wasn’t even trying. I didn’t want to not want “things”, and if you had asked me, “Tanzmetall, do you want to be anti-consumerist?” I would have not known the answer. Because I basically don’t want anything, anti-consumerism included.
I’m also essentially a vegetarian because I don’t like meat. Not because I hate cages or want to liberate animals, just because they taste gross.
What’s next for me? If I’m self-actualized, on purpose or by accident, isn’t the only thing left just that–to acquire “things”?
Well, maybe not. Maybe if I’ve self-actualized, I could now other-actualize. Maybe it’s the final frontier.
Some say it’s impossible. But that just means it’s a challenge. They said climbing Everest was impossible. They said the world was flat. They said relativity prevents faster than light travel.
Okay, so no one ever said the first two, except for idiots. But to be fair, they were different idiots.
Because climbing Everest would be quite easy if it were flat.
