Nothing, but a number; nothing, but a mass of flesh.. Realizing this may destroy your world and everything you believe. Is this part of the pain we go through in Life, where everyone is an insignificant piece of dirt upon the Earth? Growing up, my generation (Y/Millenials) believed we were somehow special. That special little snowflake we hear so much about.. bullshit. Growing up with that false idea takes a toll on the mind when confronted with Life in how you're not special at all. In the eyes of the society in which we live, no one will ever make anyone happy. The only one who can make you happy is yourself. So no matter the laws, no matter the rules or regulations, only you can live your life how you want to live.
To stop working, is to stop living, and to stop living means you'll just rot and die.
Make something of yourself and Work. Work doing what? Work with whatever makes you happy.
If that constructs in thousands of homeless people, then let's make a community of homeless people! Let us live among the homeless and help each other out.
Yet, if one gets stuck in the monetary gain of working, what did they really lose? They would've lost their sense of self. They would've been overtaken by their accumulation of greed and false security.
Is money really a secure item? Is the 2.61" by 6.14" piece of mixed fiber nutritious for your body to live off of? Can those 'bills' of mixed fibers be taped together to give you a steady and secure structure to protect you against what the weather throws at us? Will the thin monetary fiber hold you close, make you feel safe, and believe in you when you have a challenge to face?
Let go of the concept of greed and work however you want to live.