(5) MIKABOSHI CANON
For years I chased wealth, fame. Something,
something in me yearned to be heard. To
have everything I saw other people have,
yet every time I came close, every time
the chance was there, I couldn't bring
myself to take it.
There was this voice deep inside of me
that knew, absolutely knew that it was
all wrong,
that my destiny lay elsewhere.
Yet I kept trying, pushing
an insatiable urge to be recognized.
Ceaseless creation of art, music, work,
work, work,
work, that I couldn't show to anyone in
case they found out. Then suddenly I
became rich beyond any sensible measure.
It was almost too easy.
Little did I know how easy and how
quickly it would also be taken away.
What does that matter?
Perhaps little.
But it allowed me to see that even when
presented with each of these things i'd
spent years attempting to claim, it just
did not feel right.
I did not feel anything
after a while, I came to my senses.
I see charts,
I see the race to dump first on other
people.
Survival of the quickest.
If you don't take profit someone else
will.
Sell
Sell,
buy back lower, build up people's hopes,
then sell again.
This is trading after all.
But what if it's not just trading?
What if the idea of a community pushing
back against the pressure we face every
day is what it was about all along.
We can create wealth
together,
and as it grows we can play these
at their own game.
Because after all, what are we trying to
achieve?
What is the end goal? Are we content with
how things have turned out as we wake
day in day out caught up in this cycle
crying out what am I doing here?
Everything we do is deliberate.
Every picture,
every word,
every piece of music that accompanies
this routine.
We just have to find a way.
Join the Mikaboshi,
and see the world for what it truly is.