How we are now has been engraved on our personal harddrives long time ago.
And as much as I hate to admit it, there is not much we can do about that.
There is no way to reboot or reconfigure our basic I/O systems.
Encrypted for eternity.
So unfair. How could they know what they were doing back then?
Dr. Robert H. Lustig, MD, UCSF Professor in Endocrinology, about the impacts of the ubiquitous drug Sugar in nearly every consumer product, and the interest of the food industry and agriculture business:
I live in allegedly one of the most beautiful cities in the world. But what is being built down here, outside from the big smoke of the CBD, is in many cases simply appalling. Why is that? What is wrong with the architects in Australia, the builders, designers and the government officials who let those eye-sores pop up on every street corner?!
The need for aesthetics is a default setting in the human psyche. Councils, mayors, decision makers – Do something! Build nicer!! Get rid of those horrible ugly clubs and pubs and community halls.
For a change apply taste, reason and common sense BEFORE the first shovel hits the ground. And maybe you even manage to actually visit the place that you intent to design/restructure/claim to take care of…
Save our sanity guys – build better public spaces!!!
One day, about a decade ago, I found myself living on a different continent. It just happened somehow. My brains could hardly keep up with the pace things developed around me, and my poor little soul didn’t even try and simply disappeared in a little black box, not to be seen again for quite a while.
Now it’s ok. But the transition was awful. Had I known back then how hard migration and displacement can be to one’s self, I would have approached it with much more caution, and been far more considerate. But then again, I also might have never dared to jump…
So, if any of you out there are thinking about moving around the planet, make sure you take good care of your hearts and minds on the way… as they have great worthiness too, not only your upcoming salary package, or the size of your new house.
Becoming an expat is a one-way-only momentum. There is no coming back from that experience.