All these things that clutter my life,
Countless possessions.

I am privileged.

But to be free from all this would be a dream.
To be able to carry everything I wanted on my back would be liberation.

The things I own tie me down, I am dependant on them. I yearn to be free from them.

And yet people are impoverished at the expense of my cluttered life.
That I, myself am not even content with.

Humanity has made the world a repugnant place to live.