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Yeah yeah yeah....

Follow your passions, dreams, goals, desires....

Or like the scene from "Office Space" goes -- The main character talks about being in the counselor's office in High School and being asked what he would do if he suddenly came in possession of $1 million. And he thinks about it sitting in his cubicle with his friends and comes up with his answer -- "Nothing."

Who said that we actually had to join the rat race of working stiffs to actually feel like we're contributing to society? Who said that being a small cog in the machine of Western capitalism run amuck? Who said that I had to be a happy small-time producer with no rights or ownership as well as a blind big-time consumer following the whims of Madison Avenue? Why can't I retreat from the world like Henry David Thoreau? Why is that pegged as such an idealized, impractical reaction? Why? Maybe I like the wilderness and don't want to rely on electricity.... I'd miss my music though.... Hehehe....