I was born for longing the past

I really miss my life before social media.
It has a unique quality or flaw to show the best and worst of us.

I miss the internet before social media.
I am tired of Facebook and Instagram, Snapchat, Whisper, all of it...
It shows too much. It creates fake realities... imaginary ones... the "what would I be if I could...".
It shows us humans at our darkest and shallowest.

I miss life before social media.
When people had to keep contact with the closest people to them instead of having them listed as their "friends" or "followers"... And simply spy on them once in a while, if and when nothing shows up in the wall feed...

I miss reality. I feel further away from it every day.
I miss real feelings, I miss real time fillers... you know, when you had to read a book while bored?
I remember when I was a kid, I used to take that heavy dictionary and parts of the huge encyclopedia at home... and simply wonder through their pages... let my brain bow in respect and fascination to all the knowledge available out there.
Kids today will not have these amazing moments... They see their parents handing over their smart phones and tablets as soon as they make an attempt to cry! Too sad.

Humanity is getting dumber by the day.

Countdown

18 days to go.
Still no sign of stress.

2 big days has past already. The most important one for me was 75 days ago.
The lack of stress is a bit worrying, but I have already been introduced to what is expected.

We all have started with good intentions, the best of them all.

To be continued...

Stay strong... and FEEL

I just realized something now.

I am angry! Not in a harsh way, but in a deeply buried way.
In a burning way... you know, just like extreme happiness, when you feel your heart is going to burst with energy.

Angry.

Angry at the world, at myself, at people, at the lack of perfection, at life...

Angry at the double standards, at the human behavior, at hypocrisy, at all the unsaid...

Angry at all the things I wish I could do and know I can never do...

Angry at all the possibilities that can never be reached, that are impossibilities...

Angry at you, angry at me, angry at them...

Angry at things we don't like but have to do, and things we like but we shouldn't do...

Angry before, during and after...

Angry at the time and space...

Angry at me being so angry!

Nothingness is fine

"I am better than god, more evil than the devil, poor people have me and rich people want me. What am I?"

They say the answer is "nothing". Nothing is better than god, nothing is more evil than the devil, poor people have nothing, and rich people want nothing.

Everything revolves around nothingness. 

Somehow, it is comforting to know. No matter how successful you get, you will be nothing, and no matter how much you screw up, it is the same.

The fear of many is to die and leave nothing behind, like if they never existed. The greatest of them produced monuments, art, science... left trace of their existence centuries after their corpses dissolved. The most power-hungry of them left pages and books in history recording the tales of their wars, victories and failures, and the amount of people who died in between. And the most common of them, they tried - mostly with success, rarely with failure - to produce offspring to carry something as meaningless as a family name.

Such a relief to see all this insanity will disappear. We are not eternal, luckily. Our refusal to cope with this fact does not change anything to the equation. We will all disappear, like civilizations before us, like species before us. And that is fine. Because "eternal nothingness is fine if we happen to be dressed for it".

A writer they said!

I just did a test today about what career I should have explored. The test said that I should be a writer.

A very unsuccessful one then... Looking at my low statistics.

A very unsuccessful one then... looking at my lack of addiction to alcohol and drugs!

It would have been such an interesting career though. Travelling to places for inspiration and writing.

But what about if not one's self. one's experiences and experiments. But I am too ordinary to write about any of these. 

Well, cheers to years to come :)

The raw intellectual horsepower syndrome

"The raw intellectual horsepower"

That is the new "trendy" name for human intellect.

What can I say? We have reached a new low while trying to use fancy "expert" jargon that none needed at the first place.

Can I just simply vent how much I hate this in both the academic world and the real world? (by real world, I mean companies of course!). Whenever there is a trend, everyone picks it up.... Oh please! "outside of the box" era has finally ended, when the other ones started: "entrepreneurial spirit", "disruption era", "Young professionals", "change agents"... oh please, for goodness' sake just stop it. We transform every simple daily word into a fancy one, and look for a newer and fancier one once everyone gets used to the previous... "Raw intellectual horsepower"! Come on people!

Here is a list:

- Holacracy

- Business process re-engineering

- Lean management

- Rank & Yank System

- Pain Point

- PowerPointless

No... the list is just too long!

Enjoy the weekend instead :)

Lucky

There are some types of people that actually make me feel depressed just by hearing their opinions.

They also make me feel happy about what I have, about my situation today and the people surrounding me.

It's healthy to actually meet them once in a while, just to remember how lucky a person is, and how their lives are actually not bad at all after all.