Do you agree that only the poor are spared from the futility of life? We struggle for food and shelter so we find meaning in toil. It had me thinking, what would have I pursued hadn’t I been busy providing for my basic survival needs?
Maslow’s pyramid showing the hierarchy of human needs came to mind. It’s still a theory. Not perfected by human experience, which is almost always subjective. Thumbs up for his compilation of needs common among people, yet the ranks are a bit questionable. I just thought:
- Why even the poorest of the poor fall in love? Don’t they need to meet their dire need for food, shelter and clothing prior to the need for love and belongingness?
- Is excellence in Arts and Sciences limited to the rich?
- Are we happiest when we’ve found the right career for us? Do we get the chance to explore what suits us best?