It is a truth universally aknowleged, that truth is not a valuable currency in these first year of the millennia. Our worst posts are praised, our best forgotten; everything in the middle, for a matter of fact, is useless.
To resist change is forbidden, to make it happen is impossible: those who get on the same pirogue, have the same aspirations.
For too long we have gazed the stars, waiting for horoscopes to align with our ideals. I remember borrowed memories, splinters of far lands and alien fauna. Such was the experience of television: an homologated moment in time for those who haven't lived it. The Internet has given us freedom to live these memories endlessly and in various formats. If it is true that the same mind has different thoughts depending on the language it uses, we should have stopped talking TV long ago to start talking Internet.
To resist change is forbidden, to make it happen is impossible: those who get on the same pirogue, have the same aspirations.
More precisely, we should start talking the language of our time. Not for a matter of grammar, but for the sake of syntax. In fact, I believe Internet is outdated: however, this new media we are using is yet to be named. We had to be lobomized to see past our eyes, to see the future we live in: we've burned personal interaction on the altar of social networking, traded our specific roots and heritages for generical company benefits, polluted our waters to clean ourselves. Frightened by unpredictable alternatives, we let means win over method. This is history, whatever horrible we had to do is now past our shoulders: next is future, we need new horrors to break our souls in a shinier glitter.
To resist change is forbidden, to make it happen is impossible: those who get on the same pirogue, have the same aspirations.
Probably, vegetarianism will be the next step in our quest for group evolution. Still, we know today's world has too much social disparity to turn vegetariansm into a priority without harm. I see a return to slavery, yet unintended: we force poors over the chariot of progress, choosing species' ethics over individual's. The first form of poverty is lack of choices: slavery is taking decisions for someone else.
To resist change is forbidden, to make it happen is impossible: those who get on the same pirogue, have the same aspirations.
Our social structure overlapped nature's, so that rich is a synonym for fit. Survival of the fittest is still paradigm, yet richness is well beyond the amount a single human can handle in his life: today, rich is an adjective suitable for legacies, corporations, states; tomorrow, it will define new species: I am honored and terrified to introduce you homo sapiens dives.
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non è il caso di scaldarsi
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