The Future
I’ve always enjoyed reading those Utopian visions of the future written in the 1950’s . The problem now is that I am very disappointed with the ‘future’. Where is my flying car? Where are the fields that grow crops in skyscrapers? Dionysus was right… We have been swindled.
Swindled, not trough our own lack of creativity, instead through the lack of the of means of making creativity a reality. Because you see, there are people out there who don’t care about you. They are happy you are impoverished and unable to express your creativity. Because what is your amazing idea, is another persons nightmare.
Big business’ is the one with the nightmare. Ideas of inherent meaning and truth are the one thing they cannot mass produce, only we can do that.
So if you have a dream, don’t sit on it- act on it. Its the only way dreams have ever come true.
We are trying, there are just some people being impatient.
Lots of the dreams of the man of history have come true already.
But that some of them haven’t yet, doesn’t per say mean they never will.
Or maybe they have, just not exactly how they were dreamed.
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I want my flying car too. Great Post!
flying car would be so good…give! one day…one day.
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Great blog and nice post….
I still have hope for our future.
Both the past and the future are abstract ideas, all we ever have is the present. The future is now. Here it is again. Now that future has become the past.
‘Supposed to’ are words of resignation, inaction, helplessness and apathy.
We are never stuck. The power is still ours, we the people, we just have to learn how to use it.
Make the future what you envision. Become who you’re supposed to be. We’re invincible until we’re dead, and it’s our mortality that makes us equal.
entropy