As a collector myself, I am aware that I have an insane obsession of wanting to own things that I desire. In my case, the stuff are mostly toys that I like. Sometimes I couldn't sleep because I am worry that someone would pick up the last toy on the shelf.
From time to time, I stare at my collections and thought, hmmmm, when I died I will have all of them buried with me. That always gives me a giggle. Seriously though, there are people that are not like me, they live life like reading newspaper. What does that mean? That means enjoy life without having to possess that 'something'. Everything is fleeting in this world, beauty don't last, anything organic like us don't live forever. Should I not do things like traveling, eating new food, experience more thrill and all that? Experience are more meaningful than all the things I can collect? Sometimes I do hope I live forever....hehe, crazy.
Owning objects as a sense of security, but is it not an experience too? The difference is that the experience is constantly in our grasp, the 'thing' is in the room! What if they get destroyed or stolen...? Oh nooooooo! But as tragic as it may be, I guess I'll live through it, if it happens.
All in all I keep reminding myself... ultimately it is the experience that counts, it is not whether I will own the objects forever or not, but the joy of having them then and discussing the beauty of the things we collect among the fans.
