The times are dull. The generations are dumb.
These days people tend to develop a taste for junk food and junk interests instead of feeding themselves soul-food stuff and distinguishing quality interests from shallow ones.
From music to the life choices to the books people read, if they really read any, everything is so shallow.
There’s Bob Dylan with a new album out.
An album from a nobel laureate and an academy award winner. And no one is listening to that. Even in quarantine.
I mean What!
What are we!
What are these humans.
It never fails to disappoint me. The fact that humans are drunk on themselves and think they are know-it-alls and do nothing all day but intoxicate themselves with shallow interests or at worst, of course, show-off.
And trust me, the word homo sapiens means “wise beings”. Therefore, it is more of a goal for each and every one of us to elevate whatever creature we are born as into a fine human being with a sound and reasonable mind.
But alas, only a dozen do so.
The rest are crabs.
The world lacks passion and depth of mind.
Quarantine is one such time alone that should have opened the minds of each and every one to philosophy and quite literally ‘thinking’, which humans have no relation to, although we live in the illusion of being some hypothetical intelligent species.
And so, what i was saying, by mentioning all the crap of the world for there’s no way to go round it,
was that we are what we absorb.
Whatever things we surround ourselves with, we become.
We become the environment we place ourselves in.
So why not be conscious about it?
And place ourselves in the best environment and interests for the nourishment of the human mind.
We are our very interests.
And we are not thinking beings.
Thus, our goal should be to enrich our lives by deepening our conscience and learning about ourselves.
Learning that we are nothing but mere conscience in a temporary vessel.
Developing critical thinking skills.
Living our lives to the fullest.
Making the planet a better place.
Making sanity triumph. Taking the world to an ideal place.
All of it.
The world is made up of every single of us, and if every individual starts to re-invent oneself, then who can stop sanity and goodwill from triumph?
But just then,
it leaves me with this one question.
“Are humans-creatures really capable enough to rise above themselves?”