It is that dichotomy of energy and form. We are driven by the fact we desire, not so much the objects of our desire. So we put our energies into the flourishing of the objects of our desire.

Though the process will spiral out of control, if we assume it to be linear, as in more is better, rather than circular and cyclical. Positive and negative feedback.

For example, markets need money to circulate, but people experience it as quantified hope and try saving and storing it. The tool that enables markets becomes a god, aka, capitalism. Where the creation of money becomes an end in itself, to the detriment of the economy on which it is based and the society it is supposed to serve.

It goes pretty deep into our psyche, as these mobile organisms with a sequential process of perception and a narrative based culture, in a thermodynamic environment. We assume the end justifies the means, but there is no real end, just cycles of expansion and consolidation.

There is no dimension of time, because change turns future to past. Tomorrow becomes yesterday, because the earth turns. Cause becomes effect.

Yet our experience is this temporal sequence and narrative needs conclusion.

But there never is conclusion, other than death and that is just punctuation to the larger organism, of which we are just this season's leaves.

Journey, not destination.