No matter what time of day I decide to get in the truck and go someplace, inevitably I will have to wait for a car or multiple cars to pass before i can proceed. Yet every time I am outside I hardly see a car pass by. If I do, I guess I don't notice them. Maybe that's it; I live on a freeway... a damn freeway. I'll be living by a freeway soon enough.

The Police - Spirits in the Material World

I have yet to historically hear about or see any evidence of "things" going with us when we die. There is no record anywhere that shows how money and things get to move with us along our next journey. Yet, while we are trapped in these temporary bodies none of us chose we are compelled as human being to compete for rewards such as trophies, jobs, etc. I remember being in junior baseball. Those days were fantastic! I learned the importance of practice and preparation. I learned how to lose and more importantly how to win. There was a romance in life during those days that will never be topped for me. I know I am not alone as there are many people today who owe much of what they have to the experiences they had playing a team sport. We later on forget that much of what made us a success at one thing also has allowed us to distance ourselves from the things that have real and true meaning in our lives. We see it all the time when people become the very definition of what it means to be successful. We associate "things" with being successful. We see things for more than the symbols they are as we seek out ways to bypass altogether the lessons we learned at a young age... in some capacity. Successful people do the things they love and enjoy doing. They DO the things they enjoy and love doing, DOING. They understand things are to be used... not displayed like banners in a hall.