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>To Not Be Spoiled

by Tony Creech on Wednesday, August 27, 2008

>Rummaging through my room up here in Canada, im finding forgotten effects of mine that seem to arrive from the depths of the sea, rather than recent experience.

A piece of wood -carved from a branch camping last summer- sits on a shelf and i stare at it asking “why?”
I always fight two oddly converging movements in my will
1. to have tidiness (which allows me to relax and enjoy a space, or work in it)
2. to hold on to stupid crap.
Since i first ventured overseas years back and witnessed poverty and personally lived on an extreme few possessions, i’ve held a commitment to regulating how much i own.
i’m only an owner of so many shirts and so many pants, etc.
needless to say that i could go on for hours about how i got to that place,
but walking into my little palace on Saskatchewan Street in Saskatchewan, i think i’ve found myself a betrayer, maybe even a deserter of my high-ideals.
so now its the Sally Ann and the Junkyard for most of this pile; possessions fighting to rob me of my freedom, heart for people, and life in what really matters.
where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
your heart chases what you put your money into, as money chases what you put your heart into.
i’ve treasured a lot of worthless crap in my day, and i need an annual release from the materials of mayhem that even the most innocent object can become.
Tony Creech
anthony thomas creech is Founder of Citadel Magazine. He's a marketing executive, filmmaker, screenwriter, columnist, and university lecturer on film, audio, media, and faith. You can find him at thecreechleague.com
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  • Johnny Random
    Sunday, August 31, 2008 at 4:34 am

    >i’m grinning. full of glee. on korea street, in korea. the shire of clay roofs and squash vines overgrowing everything including my will. maybe i’ll die soon and quit fighting all the bad crap that happens. die to self that i may better live. had my hair butchered off at a trendy salon. i look like a cranial surgery. i cursed the woman afterward calling her unable among other things. i think i may have actually called God unable… in so much as i first prayed, Lord, I give this next haircut to you.

  • Anonymous
    Thursday, September 11, 2008 at 10:00 pm

    >In Rwanda they had a saying that I wanted to paint on the wall of my house (except I don’t own it):

    “Live in a small home,
    Live with a big heart.”

    I love that.

    You might enjoy this little documentary about consumerism’s effect on the places of poverty that have captured your heart, Tony…

    http://www.storyofstuff.com/

    Peace.

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