Why hate possessions — they end up owning you, and that's how corporations own us™

Long, wild, and free is the recipe; possessions are the opposite of all three. The thing you buy to serve you quietly flips the leash — you insure it, store it, dust it, guard it, move it, worry it; the thing you owned ends up owning you. Scale that up and you've named the whole machine: a corporation is a possession that got so big it possesses back — it needs to be fed (quarterly), and it feeds on you: your attention, your hours, your debt, your want (the attention economy). We think we own the brands; the brands own the calendar. The cure isn't poverty; it's reject wealth, love people, make life — hold things loosely enough that they can't hold you, so what owns your days is people and joy, not inventory. A gift you didn't ask for is still a small anchor; the freest hands are the open ones. Kin: the Gray Star (owned by the status you bought), the reverse family, I retired before I became evil, companionship work (people can't be owned; they can only be kept). (His coin — machine's read, refine to his.)