Not so long ago, I came up with the idea that our society (and here, please consider “society” as broad as you can, meaning every single human being on Earth, and the resulting total of all of us), should undergo a process of “de-fragmentation”.
Yes, like we were bits and Bytes, spread all over the Hard Disk, and that we should start the tool running at once, so we could slowly form homogeneous groups, with common interests, with common aims. The groups once identified, would be put together in the cyberspace, like in Social Media groups, or blogging “space”, so they could process information much faster and more effectively.
Historically, we (bits and Bytes) have been split in different sectors of the HD, and didn’t even get to know there were other b&B similar to each one of us. We could not even imagine one day we could form these “groups”. So in fact, a new social process is taking place, when people meet “digitally”, and share experiences, thoughts, emotions, etc.
Could this lead to a complete defrag of the HD? Could we lead this “application” or “tool” by ourselves? Do we need any order of “Run” from the System to start defragging?
Well, I have to be honest: some days I’m positively sure about it, some days I just hope so, some I fall in deep disappointment.
Today, I am in one of the latter ones.
In the roller-coaster, it’s the turn of full-throttle-skepticism, and I feel we are immersed in hypocrisy, looking for beautiful words of wisdom, to get yourself going, to strive in your aims while, the truth be told, just try and put your head down, that it will be seconds before you’ll feel a foot pressing down.
Is it maybe, that our society is far more rigid than a HD containing digital information to be put together?
Could it be that we form a giant book, in which we are letters that form sentences, then paragraphs, then chapters, and finally a full story? Because if so, then those in Chapter I, would never make it to meet the ones that have been printed on the last page. Even more, you wouldn’t get the chance to even meet those above or below yourself on the same page. We are all fixed in our minimal portion of sheet of paper.
And if so, do we make any sense together?
Has anyone written us all?
Do we convey any message when read in conjunction?
No, no. Allow me today to be as skeptic as I can. We are not a beautiful story.
We are merely a Scrabble box, where all the letters are mixed together, and only come to form words that make sense, if some players decide to play. Which is no good news either, for even when put together, we might just come across with what? maybe two or three more words, best case scenario? Could we try to form any words on our own? Could we somehow agree on which our message ought to be?
I distrust anyone that lived beyond their 40s.
No one completely honest and truly committed to humanism, could make it too far in their lives, just think of JFK, John Lennon, even Jesus Christ. Do some research and you’ll find amazing (as well as scary) results.
Stop fooling yourself: the world is wonderful, but just as long as you manage to forget (or conceal) you have to kill someone everyday to survive.
Until the day it will be you the one to get busted.