A rustic window with wooden frames, showcasing a view of greenery outside. The windowsill is adorned with various items including a basket, a metal pot, flowers, and a candle, creating a cosy, homely atmosphere.

The view from a window in a Victorian cottage. A window that talks about the history of a family, the little riches they had proudly displayed as if they are the most expensive items in the world.

As human beings we have always tried to show off to others what we have. We have tried to achieve status through the riches. We have been wearing wealth as an armour in the hopes that it will protect us from a worse fate. We have been made to think that by having the most resources, we achieve eternity. We have often been told that being less than perfect was a loss and therefore we may not amount to much. Everywhere we turn we are encouraged to use more resources, accumulate more stuff and then we will be fine.

If we are to look back to our ancestors, they were happy with what they had. Of course they wished they could have more, and yet many were ok to stay within the homes they were born in. They were ok with living a modest life, and they were proud of their little achievements.

If we look through this window through time we notice that simplicity had it’s purpose, that living off the land made sense.

Of course, back then difference was almost as dangerous as being poor, both could get you killed. Back then people perhaps knew what to expect. They knew that as farmers their job was to create the food, if they were blacksmiths they worked the metal, if they were carpenters they used wood to create their wares.

Modern humans need the thrill of the chase, they thrive on adrenaline, and hope that through the chase they will be seen as invincible and eternal.

When you look through the window of your own ancestry, what do you see?

Do you see a life of riches or life filled with hardship?

When you consider how your life is today, do you find it peaceful or full of stress?

Do you find yourself chasing an illusion set for you by society?

Do you live life for your self or for others?

If you were to write your own life novel, would it be one you would then like to buy?

Has life turned out to be as you imagined, better or worse?

Have you managed to find the right answers to the questions that came up?

If you had a window like the one in the image, what would you display in it with pride?

What are your most cherished possessions?

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