Are we consuming to satisfy our needs?
We’re trying to live much beyond our means.
Attached to the impermanent, we cherish more
The tangible. The inward is yet to be explored.
The more we have, more we aspire to possess.
To then find ourselves broken, depressed, obsessed.
Disengage and delimit the role, that the material,
The unsteady plays in our lives as a whole.
Because we’re not eternal and neither's what we own.
What will be left after we are gone, man?