is fascination a luxurious gaze?

I find it rather calming to look around and walk about observing and being fascinated by all that surrounds me. As a child I used walk with my mother for hours, while she shopped. Everywhere I looked there was so much to see.
I look around and there are things that still catch my fancy, just the pleasure of walking past an open corn field with the trainline in the distance as the sun is soft and the breeze is blowing. Suddenly, I hear this voice "Hurry! You're wasting time. There are things to be done, places to be. What are YOU doing? Do something! Times are changing. The world is CHANGING. FAST!"
I look around and see there are lots of people walking in their own directions, each with their purpose, with some WORK TO DO!! There are things to buy, mouths to feed, more to work, more to earn, more to buy, more to achieve, more to follow, more to want, more to buy, less to live.
Don't think. Keep moving. Faster. Keep going. "You wouldn't think like this if you had to struggle" "It's because you don't have problems" "You don't have a purpose!"
"It's a fool's job to think. - I mean to think about the ways of the world. Nothing can be done about it. So don't think, just do. Do some work."

So I stop. My head is throbbing. Can nobody see that living is gone. William Blake said "Nothing is lost." So let's move on. Is that what we're doing?

When I think of living today, I'm reminded of a star that starts combusting faster and faster to completely consume itself.