Lonely Magpie
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In today's society, people seem obsessed with the concepts of wealth and status, more so than ever before. So much so that to some, much of what life truly means has been replaced with a futile, unending mission to have more things. If you ever ask them why they have more things, they either shy away from the questions, or give a response that barely scratches the surface of what you asked.
I want to do a story, set in the very society of today, about a man intoxicated by greed he cannot hope to satisfy. His life has become a mere drudgery of earning, and buying, to the degree where the needs for material possessions overtakes his very humanity. He begins to work harder and for longer. He loses touch with his family and friends, and grows distant from the things he once loved. Indeed, his life eventually devolves into slaving for a number in his bank statements, and this becomes his only gratification. He knows not why he works, merely that he must. He's almost like a slave of his own making, yet the irony lies in that he holds the key to his own freedom.
The idea isn't fully fleshed out yet, insofar as I don't have an actual plot, only the message I want to get across. I posted it here to get some feedback, to see what you guys think about it. It'll probably be a dark story, perhaps culminating in him buying a whole new identity for himself, or the realisation that his actions have been worthless due to one thing or another. But that's still up in the air, and I'm asking you guys to help me pick where it lands.
I want to do a story, set in the very society of today, about a man intoxicated by greed he cannot hope to satisfy. His life has become a mere drudgery of earning, and buying, to the degree where the needs for material possessions overtakes his very humanity. He begins to work harder and for longer. He loses touch with his family and friends, and grows distant from the things he once loved. Indeed, his life eventually devolves into slaving for a number in his bank statements, and this becomes his only gratification. He knows not why he works, merely that he must. He's almost like a slave of his own making, yet the irony lies in that he holds the key to his own freedom.
The idea isn't fully fleshed out yet, insofar as I don't have an actual plot, only the message I want to get across. I posted it here to get some feedback, to see what you guys think about it. It'll probably be a dark story, perhaps culminating in him buying a whole new identity for himself, or the realisation that his actions have been worthless due to one thing or another. But that's still up in the air, and I'm asking you guys to help me pick where it lands.