Work.

It can't be avoided. You can choose either to work your ass of for years at school, get a good job, which, while it is summatively easier, is dependent on the work you did in education. Or, you can doss around in school, and get a job which is harder, pays less and so makes the rest of your life more work. You could make a break for it, build a house out in the woods, filter your own rainwater, subsistence farm and so on. If you work hard and make a lot of money you can retire early, if you work to invest the money wisely, you can retire early and well.

There are, of course, two major ways to get out of work. There's the fame way. Do a little work, make a sex video or marry someone rich and you can coast through your monotonous life with almost no effort. Except, of course for the constant effort to stay sane. People look at the world of celerity and see people like Britney Spears, who I hear is doing quite badly, and the assume that everything with all the other celebrities is all hunky dory. Well, it fucking well isn't. I mean, you can look at people like Heath Leger, who just so happened to be my favorite actor before he died, and think "See! He's doing alright!" Everyone would believe you, but next week, he could die because it casually turns out he has a wife and kid he never sees and abuses prescription medicine. You could be watching Red Dwarf and think "See, these guys are cool. I bet not one of these guys is crazy and fucked up." But Danny John-Jules almost stabbed a bin man . Would you stab a bin man? Would you even briefly consider threatening a 50 year old bin man with a knife? Exactly. What in hell would posses someone to do that? A general dissatisfaction at the extent at which your rubbish magically disappears? Not, it's possible that that's just a really nasty sounding headline. Hell, the bin-man might have started it, but that was the final clincher. I never, ever ever want to be even a little bit famous. I may sit here and think "Hell, I could hack being famous, I'd be fine." But last week I was sat thinking "Danny could hack being famous."

The other way is of course to be a council house mum. This one is comparatively simple. Even I, with my awful singing voice, intelligent hair and mediocre good looks can do this. Throughout you high-school education, the only lessons you need to attend are PSHE lessons. Find a council house dad, have some chav babies and live off benefits. Okay, you will have to raise your children badly, clean your own house, scrape the mold of the walls, budget diligently and... hey, this is sounding like work!

Now, have you considered, the reason these people fall apart is they do nothing? People I consider intelligent are people who work hard in school/work, then go home and do hobbies which are practically work! My main hobby, should anyone ask, is the running of my website. The drawing, the rendering, the coding and the uploading. So much fun! I also love to learn (learning is work, end of). Some people claim they are happy to drop a ball knowing it will fall. Knowing why doesn't interest them in the slightest. I'll never understand these people. My greatest joys are knowing things, and producing things. I like to relax by watching anime and listening to music. I work hard for my spiritual mastery. The most passive thing I do is read. I am a social television watcher. You know social drinkers look down on people who drink alone? That's how I feel about television. Okay, I watch anime but if you had any idea how HARD it is to watch Excel Saga... Anyway, I much prefer to do that with people. And at least I CHOSE what to watch. That is also a tiny portion of my existence. Okay, for the last two weeks I've been watching Red Dwarf like nothing else existed but I've been really, really ill. I've just finished my cough syrup! This is cough syrup I got after finishing the last third of an identical bottle left over after my last chesty cough! I still feel only worse. It sucks.

This post seems pretty darn random. It;s because I was reading these book on cosmic ordering and people were whining about how they didn't want to have to go to work. Work has never been optional. It annoyed me.