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The terrifying sense of scarcity

 　　Scarcity breeds an obsessive pursuit of something, leading to shortsightedness and ultimately trapping us in an absurd and terrifying cycle. Moreover, scarcity is a universal human psychological phenomenon, preventing us from enjoying life and reducing our sense of happiness.

　　For example, the poor constantly feel they lack money; they entrust their entire life's financial plans for marriage, family, and retirement to this moment, always feeling they have no money. However, ignoring the liquidity of money, if we use time as the coordinate axis, your thoughts and actions as the function, and net income as the vertical axis, it's clear that to achieve good results, you can't ignore the function graph and only focus on the coordinate system, right? The key is to have an exponential growth mindset. Even if we have money, we still don't know how to steepen this straight line parallel to the x-axis.

　　Indeed, some people possess the mindset of working with functions; they see an exponential growth graph, so they think and act frantically, constantly focusing on the value variable of their actions. And the result? Those who work too hard and are intelligent become scarce in time, feeling that no matter how hard they try, how busy they are, they can't catch up with the white horse of time. Thus, they fall into time anxiety; seeing this endless, tedious life of effort, they sometimes don't want to do anything at all. Frustration can lead to giving up on something, yet one is still helplessly pressured by money and chased by time. But even when given time, those who feel time is scarce still can't use it for what they should be doing.

　　Are you desperately trying to make money? Stop thinking about it for a while. Are you desperately studying or working? Stop thinking about it for a while and do something you should be doing anyway. If you're short on money, read a book; if you're short on time, do simple things, earn some money, learn the simplest knowledge—you might gain something different. Enjoy life, give yourself a break.

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