“Imagine a happy group of morons who are engaged in work. 
They are carrying bricks in an open field. 
As soon as they have stacked all the bricks at one end of the field,
they proceed to transport them to the opposite end. 
This continues without stop and every day of every year
they are busy doing the same thing.
One day one of the morons stops long enough
to ask himself what he is doing. 
He wonders what purpose there is in carrying the bricks. 
And from that instant on he is not quite as content 
with his occupation as he had been before. 
I am the moron who wonders why he is carrying the bricks.â€
as quoted in Existential Psychotherapy by Irvin D. Yalom
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…and i’m the guy who figured out that we could just make twice as many bricks, make a stack on each side, and not have to work anymore.
But then i can’t make more bricks, and people question my motives, while insisting that bricks must be carried, despite the lack of any reason or meaning.
Why can’t we just put the bricks where they belong, and leave them there? That’s pretty much how houses get built.
In asking himself the question, he challenged his existence and why he’s doing the same tasks over and over. Then he was promoted. Now life makes sense again…..until the next promotion or layoff.
Gosh CN, why didn’t anyone else think of that?? It sucks being the only enlightened, conscious, intelligent one, doesn’t it? Darn moronic sheeple smh