Capitalism

When it comes down to things, I've found that this economic system simultaneously disgusts me and allows me to fuel everything that I love doing. I've been struggling with this conundrum for about three months now, and I've found that I can accept it, but I won't be going along the path many others are going down.
My first dilemma is: I cannot see myself going to school for (x) number of years, getting a degree in what I consider to be my 'passion', and going to work for forty hours a week, doing little else. Were I to submit to what is being planned out for me right now, I would get a degree in a stable job that makes plenty of money - work as a lawyer, a doctor, a physicist or engineer - settle down, grab a house, a cute little wife, have babies and die. The fantasies of dream vacations are just that to so many people: dreams. They never truly occur, as they feel to attached to where they live due to their job or their work or their funds. The very thought of being stuck in a suburb for the rest of my life is horrifying.

My second dilemma is: I do not desire what many others desire. Video games have almost entirely lost their appeal to me, as has television and the internet. Buying new things, aside from those related to my passion, is unappealing and frankly stupid: why would you need a new pair of shoes, a new outfit, a new phone, a new anything just because the rest of society says you do? Sure, fashion is always changing, technology is constantly becoming faster and more complicated...
But physics has stayed the same for billions upon billions of years. Nature and biology have evolved at a crawl compared to our technological advancements, yet they are still here, will always continue to be, and are far more incredible than any 'new' thing could ever come close to being.

My desires as of now are rather few:
For a decent amount of food to eat every day;
A small home far from the hustle and bustle of modern society;
To become spiritually centered, using my own ideas;
And to master the art of performing and creating music, as well as to refine my appreciation for it in all forms.

The first two are easily achievable. If I commit to living at the poverty level with very few indulgences, I can save enough money (and gain some from investments) within five or ten years to secure myself a decent home and car with one check.
The spiritual center and revelations, as well as musical experience, will come only with time, which I've got plenty of: once I've isolated myself from this cycle of consumerism, I shall be able to focus largely on those, committing only 8 hours of my 24-hour day five days a week to a simple job that earns me my bread and keeps me saving money and progressing in musical acquisition.