In Your Mind’s Eye
Let’s imagine Elon Musk took you under his wing – well, not Elon Musk, he’s become a political figure – but say the richest man in the world.
You are invited into his compound, you live the life of a billionaire, you are free to do or not do anything you desire.
Should you wish to do something, your facilities operate under “if you need it, get it” with a budget of “you can’t spend enough to make a noticeable dent“.
You are left alone; your benefactor does not “bug” you, you are free to associate – or not – with others in the same situation.
Perhaps we might call this “Heaven” but the religious connotations (nor politics) are not intended in this thought exercise.
What would you do or not do?
1 question.
Do I have to stay “there”, or am I free to locate myself anywhere on the planet I might choose?
If I am free to be where I want, it will be in a very remote place many, many miles from other people in a moderate domicile with my wife and our animals.
My wife would never work again and would have the art studio and flower garden of her dreams.
I would have the workshop and greenhouse and shooting range and music room of my dreams, and maybe a few more mutts.
Basically, the life we have now but better.
I don’t go down “this road” very often because when I come back the depressurization is depressing. Trying to be content with my lot in life is a full time job. I’m a shorts and t-shirt kinda dood that gets uncomfortable quickly when pulled out of my carefully crafted cacoon.
From what I’ve read of Musk, he and I could be friends but I’m certain we have different ideals and would drift apart pretty quick.
Close enough but I was just curious as to what others would do in a “good” situation.
Let’s refine it a bit:
You’ve died. No, you can not leave – but it is heaven as defined so pick your environment. You have no family but you are in earthly-style heaven so it’s not a time of sadness or depression – just your time has come … and passed. We all die alone. You do not need to “work”, you do not need to worry about “prepping” or defense. There are no politics or politicians (they didn’t make it). There are others around but they only exist as you wish them to.
What would you do to amuse yourself? I suspect your answer wouldn’t change much …
It’s not a test; I just got curious to what people would do on their own but having all the resources to do and live as they wish.
Maybe asking too much personal info … not trying to be nosy – not really my intent.
Don’t answer if you don’t wish to – but I’ll bet you all give it at least passing thought.
🙂
In a way, I live the way you suggest now, but without a benefactor. I have what I want and need, and don’t need, nor really have any desire for, more toys or material goods. I spend my days doing this and that around my few acres, and spend hours watching our creek for mayflies and trout, and if those two creatures are active, I don my waders, grab my flyrod, and step into the water. The time I spend in pursuing trout often seem like mere minutes when in fact they amount to hours. Life is good!
OK, as you’ve refined it. I’m alone, and not bothered by it, so I’d like to travel, extensively. All of the usual things, Grand Canyon, Panama Canal, Hoover Dam, Pyramids, Amazon River, Tierra Del Fuego, Antarctica, all the old cathedrals and castles of europe and around the world, the 7 wonders, all the oceans and seas, etc.
But without anyone to share that with (my wife)…
Let me veer off into a little tangent.
In 1978 I ETS’d out of the army at Ft Campbell, KY and headed south to my family home in Fort Myers, FL by way of my 1970 Camaro SS. I had a big pocketful of gov’t money, 2 bags of redbud, all my meager belongings, and a serious case of attitude – I was 23 years old.
I encountered those signs along the way, you know the ones, “See Ruby Falls & Lookout Mountain!”. I pulled into the parking lot, walked right up to the entry doors and stopped, with my hand on the door handle. I thought to myself, “I don’t want to do this by myself. I want to come back here someday with someone I care about and we will experience this place together.” I turned and left.
Like what Jean said, “What’s the point?”.
I’ll go ahead and take it to the next level.
Without my wife I don’t think I’d want to live any more.
I HAVE to die before her. I just HAVE to.
I guess this is one of those things that you have to go through before you can see the road ahead.
My best friend in Florida’s wife died 2 years ago and I know it devastated him. He won’t return my emails, calls, or texts. I know he lost his home to foreclosure late last year (zillow) so I know he’s not doing well if he’s still alive.
Is it beer:30 yet?
What I really want is 4:20. lol
This is hard.
I don’t want to be any more alone.
And if I can’t have family and friends…what’s the point?
All the things we think we want don’t make up for love and friendship.
This is hard and sad. I’ll just walk away, thank you.
I’d assemble a machine shop and teach myself how to use lathes, mills, shapers, etc.
I could come over there and hang out. I have a little bit of metal working experience, including with forge and anvil. I’ll bring a 12 pack of course. 🙂
You’d be welcome. I’d make room in the fridge for the 10-pack.
You’d like my projects. Gun parts.