At first, there weren’t many things.<\/p>\n
Because not many things were important.<\/p>\n
If you only had a few things you were ok.<\/p>\n
Things that helped you bash an antelope on the head.<\/p>\n
Or a sharp pointy thing on the end of a thin wooden thing to poke things with.<\/p>\n
Life was simple, but then things started getting complicated.<\/p>\n
It just so happens that as life got complicated, there were more things.<\/p>\n
Soon people began choosing whether they wanted this thing or that thing.<\/p>\n
Some people thought their things were better than other people’s things.<\/p>\n
The people who had better things were happy.<\/p>\n
Making the people with worse things jealous.<\/p>\n
There’s nothing stopping you from having these nice things, they said…<\/p>\n
If you work harder, like us, you can have nice things too.<\/p>\n
The problem was, you could only get nice things one way…<\/p>\n
And that was by owning a lot of small, green paper things.<\/p>\n
Which most people just didn’t have, no matter how hard they tried to get them.<\/p>\n
Every time they went anywhere they were reminded of the nice things they’d like to have.<\/p>\n
So they collected everything they could with the green paper things they had.<\/p>\n
And they’d feel happy for a little while\u00a0until a new thing came along…<\/p>\n
But eventually, they realised it wasn’t the things that made you\u00a0happy.<\/p>\n
Because, deep down, they knew that life would be better without the things.<\/p>\n
But by then, the things had taken over.<\/p>\n
That is the story of the things.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
At first, there weren’t many things.<\/p>\n
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