It is 435am. I fell asleep without bathing and without brushing my teeth. This happens sometimes. Today is Friday. I love Fridays. I was born on a Friday. Fridays are the de facto end of the week. We made it through another week. Life did not get the better of us. We live to fight another week. Today's wisdom, "The river does not rush, yet it reaches the sea." of unknown origin. Sometimes I feel like a river. A river full of potential. A river that is carrying purpose. A river with meaning. A river that can make a difference. I am going with the flow, steady, resilient, alive.
What does the sea have? Where am I going? To me the sea represents wisdom and knowledge and experience and exploration. It is funny that we gain all these things in the end when they would have benefitted us the most in the beginning. It just goes to show that these things were not meant only for us but to be shared with others. To share with others on a similar path. To pass from one generation to another. This reminds me of this quote, "A society grows great when old men plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit."
How much of the wisdom, knowledge and experience of the older generation are we capturing and passing on to the next generation. Where are the writings and the books? The news is filled with political mockery and distractions. We are being bombarded by shenanigans. Rather than opportunities for enlightenment. The sea is being polluted. Time to clean up. All our collective experience, wisdom and knowledge must count for something. Has capitalism ruined us? Has politics ruined us? Where do we go from here?
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