They can buy billions of sticks, but they’d be useless, because they didn’t get them the right way. I myself would not appreciate a stick that I bought regardless of how much money it cost.
Once you understand this, you can also find rocks and seashells worth more than trillions of money.
So you can argue about the quality and/or sentimental value of ownership of sticks, but that’s also not the point.
It’s your own appreciation of the stick that makes it valuable. You can not get that, unless you just get it.
Can’t buy it, can’t sell it, can’t even give it away, but it exists and you get it. It is real.
I have a lot of shit. I also have a piece of cardboard shaped like a fish that I appreciate. On my deathbed I will not ask to touch my latest car or the cobber stringed guitars. I’ll ask for the cardboard that I value the most, because it was gifted to me.
And that’s just sentimental value.
A good stick is even beyond that. My appreciation of a good stick is such that I cannot even claim to own it. It’s not sentimental value or ownership or history or quality. A proper good stick is one that you want to pass on.
I have a bunch of them, so theoretically I’m the richest man alive. At least currently, because like I just said, they don’t really belong to me. I have to give them away to realize the value of the asset. Just like stocks and money.
… all because they don’t have sticks?
Fucking idiots.
They can buy billions of sticks, but they’d be useless, because they didn’t get them the right way. I myself would not appreciate a stick that I bought regardless of how much money it cost.
Once you understand this, you can also find rocks and seashells worth more than trillions of money.
So you can argue about the quality and/or sentimental value of ownership of sticks, but that’s also not the point.
It’s your own appreciation of the stick that makes it valuable. You can not get that, unless you just get it.
Can’t buy it, can’t sell it, can’t even give it away, but it exists and you get it. It is real.
I have a lot of shit. I also have a piece of cardboard shaped like a fish that I appreciate. On my deathbed I will not ask to touch my latest car or the cobber stringed guitars. I’ll ask for the cardboard that I value the most, because it was gifted to me. And that’s just sentimental value.
A good stick is even beyond that. My appreciation of a good stick is such that I cannot even claim to own it. It’s not sentimental value or ownership or history or quality. A proper good stick is one that you want to pass on.
I have a bunch of them, so theoretically I’m the richest man alive. At least currently, because like I just said, they don’t really belong to me. I have to give them away to realize the value of the asset. Just like stocks and money.