How could I possibly survive without knowing what was happening at that very moment?
How could I sustain my community if I wasn’t tweeting, posting, or commenting at least every few hours?
Resistance was futile – there was no choice but to actually be present in physical reality.
In the morning, instead of my typical routine of skimming through the headlines while mindlessly chugging coffee from the machine – the process of morning coffee was itself an activity. Boiling water in a kettle on a burner connected to a propane tank, pouring it into a french press, then drinking it strong and black was better than consuming the latest tech gossip.
After that, what to do besides walk the beach and think?
At the end of the day, despite our most valiant efforts to overcome all limitations – we do, in fact, die.
And I thought, I am not unlike this fish.
I want to do great things. I want to be remembered in some kind of positive light for having influenced transformative change. I want to transcend the limitations of this weak and fragile physical body and be part of something epic. It’s what I was intended for… isn’t it?
But I will end, like this fish, like we all do. And what feels so urgent and pressing every day in our lives, all these pressures and obligations and responsibilities – when we end, so do they.
And yet life goes on regardless of our involvement, without missing a beat.
So I am compelled to ask myself…. What really matters?
How do I contribute to this spectacle in a way that is meaningful and valuable, if such a thing even exists. How do I experience happiness and fulfillment in a world that has been designed to be bizarre and misdirected on so many levels. Is there a point in trying to change “the system” in favor of something more equitable to human life and self-expression and actualization?
I don’t believe there are answers – only choices we collectively make about the world we are creating.
I haven’t seen an indication that this sentiment is entering mainstream thought, though it thrives at the edges, as it has throughout human history. I’m optimistic that somehow the power of social media technologies to reveal “Truth” will pave the way for a new global society, but I don’t hold my breath.
I walk the beach pondering – What will we do next?