It will be in this way.Uhe new ditions Individualism will be far freer, far finer, and far more intensified than it is now.I am not talking of the great imaginatively-realid Individualism of such poets as I have mentioned, but of the great actual Individualism latent and potential in mankind generally.For the reition of private property has really harmed Individualism, and obscured it, by fusing a man with what he posss.It has led Individualism entirely astray.It has made gain not growth its aim.So that man thought that the important thing was to have, and did not know that the important thing is to be.The true perfe of man lies, not in what man has, but in what man is.Private property has crushed true Individualism, and t up an Individualism that is fal.It has debarred one part of the unity from being individual by starving them.It has debarred the other part of the unity from being individual by putting them on the wrong road, and encumbering them.Indeed, so pletely has man’s personality been absorbed by his posssions that the English law has always treated offences against a man’s property with far more verity than offences against his person, and property is still the test of plete citizenship.The industry necessary for the making money is also very demoralising.In a unity like ours, where property fers immen distin, social position, honour, respect, titles, and other pleasant things of the kind, man, being naturally ambitious, makes it his aim to accumulate this property, and goes on wearily and tediously accumulating it long after he has got far more than he wants, or u, or enjoy, or perhaps even know of.Man will kill himlf by overwork in order to cure property, and really, sidering the enormous advahat property brings, one is hardly surprid.One’s regret is that society should be structed on such a basis that man has been forced into a groove in which he ot freely develop what is wonderful, and fasating, and delightful in him—in which, in fact, he miss the true pleasure and joy of living.He is also, under existing ditions, very incure.An enormously wealthy mert may be—often is—at every moment of his life at the mercy of things that are not under his trol.If the wind blows ara point or so, or the weather suddenly ges, or some trivial thing happens, his ship may go down, his speculations may g, and he finds himlf a poor man, with his social position quite gone.Now, nothing should be able to harm a man except himlf.Nothing should be able to rob a man at all.What a man really has, is what is in him.What is outside of him should be a matter of no importance.
It will be in this way.Uhe new ditions Individualism will be far freer, far finer, and far more intensified than it is now.I am not talking of the great imaginatively-realid Individualism of such poets as I have mentioned, but of the great actual Individualism latent and potential in mankind generally.For the reition of private property has really harmed Individualism, and obscured it, by fusing a man with what he posss.It has led Individualism entirely astray.It has made gain not growth its aim.So that man thought that the important thing was to have, and did not know that the important thing is to be.The true perfe of man lies, not in what man has, but in what man is.Private property has crushed true Individualism, and t up an Individualism that is fal.It has debarred one part of the unity from being individual by starving them.It has debarred the other part of the unity from being individual by putting them on the wrong road, and encumbering them.Indeed, so pletely has man’s personality been absorbed by his posssions that the English law has always treated offences against a man’s property with far more verity than offences against his person, and property is still the test of plete citizenship.The industry necessary for the making money is also very demoralising.In a unity like ours, where property fers immen distin, social position, honour, respect, titles, and other pleasant things of the kind, man, being naturally ambitious, makes it his aim to accumulate this property, and goes on wearily and tediously accumulating it long after he has got far more than he wants, or u, or enjoy, or perhaps even know of.Man will kill himlf by overwork in order to cure property, and really, sidering the enormous advahat property brings, one is hardly surprid.One’s regret is that society should be structed on such a basis that man has been forced into a groove in which he ot freely develop what is wonderful, and fasating, and delightful in him—in which, in fact, he miss the true pleasure and joy of living.He is also, under existing ditions, very incure.An enormously wealthy mert may be—often is—at every moment of his life at the mercy of things that are not under his trol.If the wind blows ara point or so, or the weather suddenly ges, or some trivial thing happens, his ship may go down, his speculations may g, and he finds himlf a poor man, with his social position quite gone.Now, nothing should be able to harm a man except himlf.Nothing should be able to rob a man at all.What a man really has, is what is in him.What is outside of him should be a matter of no importance.