What Can I do? Why is it so Tough? Options, What Options?

There are millions of people in America with millions of dollars that do not appreciate what they have. They waste money on large homes, stuff, items, and cosas. Its simply incredible and nauseating at the same time. I wish I had the opportunity to achieve such a level of wealth, and can assure that the opportunity would not be wasted. I would save and not run debt. I would create and not only consume. I would produce and not destroy. I would provide and not take. I would help and not only receive. I would strive and not just be. I crave accomplishment and I cannot achieve; my current employment is incredible soul destructive. I am making no progress, not a single step. I save peanuts, a little bit of money. I completely understand that savings, what so ever, is more than most Americans can do; but I have always consumed less than I want. Wants are irrelevant, and needs are few. Never surmounting your needs there will always be leftovers to save. But saving a little bit of money is useless; and will not lead to philanthropic liberty.  Without a gross accumulation of money it is impossible to achieve the freedom to be a philanthropist.

What options are available? What decisions can be made to take a different path in life? What else can be done other than going to college? Is is pure luck to be a successful entrepreneur? Is employment the maximum potential achievable? Even making 100k per year does not result in philanthropic freedom.

I break it down in my mind like this. Making a small amount of money allows you to live and not perish. Making anywhere in between, up to hundreds of thousands and millions allows people to be completely selfish, consume, patronize, ect…. It takes such a gross amount of money to become a philanthropist. Is it wrong to want to be a philanthropist? Is it wrong to be the opposite of selfish, and want to help other people? Is it wrong to think of other people more than yourself?

What is the path to success? What is success? Success is obviously defined subjectively, but in general objective success involves making progress of some sort. I dream of achieve my subjective success, but I cannot even achieve a modicum of objective success; I feel like I am making zero progress. I’ll say something like this to my father and he will say writing this blog post I am actually making progress, and I shouldn’t feel this way. But I do feel this way, and his subjective opinion that I am making progress does not satisfy this unachievable craving I feel to make something, or do something, or achieve something. I can definitely say it is a strong feeling of unease. I do not believe its anxiety because I do sleep and can relax. But always in the back of my mind is a sense of frustration, which is bordering on dam near failure.