Humanity is at it again: master storyteller for those who enjoy a good tale. This one comes by way of a man who would be king, a man in need of an enemy, fictional as it may be. And by way of a nation consumed by a fear of its own devising.
There are two truths. There used to be one.
Two truths. The narrative we tell ourselves, tell one another, to satisfy our worries, our fears, doubts, uncertainties. To conspire for what we desire, what we “need”, even, determined through the narrowest of lens, the shortest of plans in sight, foresight.
A new agent. An old paradigm.
With the recent introduction of a novel coronavirus — a nightmare unto the consciousness of a nation’s activity — we are once again facing our feared extinction. But not by the manner of a singular virus.
Change. The one constant in the continuation of all things. Indisputable, unavoidable that we as humanity must go through such transformations. It is part of the pattern of nature, of life, one we must endure to the end, with little choice in whether to weather change — only in how.
Freedom. Liberty. Synonyms. But not the same. Limited by our own filters, distanced by degrees of definition, action.
Freedom, by definition, is “the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint”. And liberty as defined is simply “the state of being free; the power or scope to act as one pleases”.
Sounds similar by definition. Yet this is not what defines the essence of freedom…
What is the purpose of life but to live? And what is the destiny of humanity but to understand our relativity — to ourselves, to one another, to the nature of all things? For through the complexity of our diversity lay threads of simplicity. It is simply our fate to relate, to cooperate, to innovate to elevate.
And the simple truth that life exists for this reason among few others…
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Humanity is at it again: master storyteller for those who enjoy a good tale. This one comes by way of a man who woul…
There are two truths. There used to be one.
Two truths. The narrative we tell ourselves, tell one another, to satisfy…