The Island of dreams.
(Please allow for a little artistic ‘licence’ here).
Many, many years ago, there was an inhabited island
of healthy, contented people who had the perfect community.
They were totally self sufficient, wanting for nothing and
expecting nothing. After all, they all worked, had enough to
eat and drink, and laughed and played when they felt like it,
(which was often).
These islanders used the tried and tested ‘bartering’ system
to run their lives. What was the point of ‘money’ when they had
‘Gods FREE energy’ in abundance.
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They had a forest that supplied wood for the construction of
virtually everything.
They had livestock and a complete understanding of husbandry
to feed themselves.
Everyone could grow vegetables and fruit on their very own land.
Water was fresh, clear and plentiful.
Clothing was made from the wool of sheep and the hide of other
various animals.
Many extra luxuries were simply ‘washed up’ on the shoreline
as ‘pure gifts’ it seemed.
Yes, these islanders, although living simply, were LIVING in the
true sense. They didn’t go to bed at night worrying about a thing.
Unless of course anything of a personal nature troubled them.
(Ill-health, romantic love relationships, would it rain?, are the
crops and animals faring well? etc).
DEBT! What was that? They couldn’t understand the concept.
BUT THEN of course, the inevitable happened. A stranger and
his small family found themselves ‘castaways’ on the island,
having run into stormy weather not far from this idyllic island
community.
Immediately, they were taken care of. They were fed, housed,
given warm dry clothing, and accepted into the community like
‘family’. A small area on the edge of the forest was cleared so
that they could build their own home on their OWN plot of
FREE land, and everyone joined in to make very short work of it.
Once the home was built, they were ‘given’ all they needed to
make the family comfortable. Every islander gave ‘something’
to start them off, including livestock and plants.
Then, the new family were told how this wonderful community
ran the ‘bartering’ system, and how THEY would now be
expected to contribute to the community using ……
‘Gods FREE energy’.
Our new islander had to think WHAT it was that he, his wife
and children were good at, so that they could trade those
skills against food and other necessities to live comfortably.
After several days of mind searching, our new islander decided
he would carve out a nice little ‘niche’ that would HELP all the
other islanders, but would mean he didn’t really have to do much
at all. He decided that the bartering system was (in his eyes)
totally unfair. After all, how could a leg of lamb be the same value
as a basket of eggs?
Or a day of gardening be traded for a pair of trousers?
Madness! Absolute madness. He HAD to bring ‘order’
into the system ‘for their own good’…………………………….
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