Audio Version (music by Sergii Pavkin)
What do you want to be when you grow up? It’s a fairly common question in Western culture, aimed primarily at children, particularly in public education settings. I believe this notion is a disease of our time, a psychological sliver that distracts the mind and makes a slave of the spirit.
One of the primary reasons for this is that we regard money as a god, implying that we rely on the fiat system and that a well-paying job is necessary for survival. This is a lie. Unfortunately, much of the world’s economy is entirely capitalistic, regardless of political affiliations, flags, or borders. Communist China is just as capitalistic as socialist Canada. That being said, we owe it to ourselves to fully comprehend the system in which we live, work, and play. It behooves us to be engaged and involved, so that those in power who may seek to derail the train in pursuit private, globalist, or corporate agendas do not destroy civilization. But I digress.
What do we really need? Food, shelter, access to books and information, a small community of people with similar interests, and the freedom to pursue our passions. Most people have no idea how to grow or prepare their own food, much less how to build, maintain, or provide shelter. They rely on Google and AI to think for them.
Many of us are uncomfortably content with mediocrity because we have grown accustomed to a soulless culture and society, saturated in the mundane, reliant on mind-altering technology, inundated with extremist ideologies, and plagued by self-importance. It’s a glorious mess that we must grab hold of and shake free of its own invention.
Think of someone like Leonardo da Vinci, if he did indeed exist as described. Autodidact. Polymath. A Renaissance man with insatiable curiosity. How alien, offensive, and backward would our society’s educational, industrial, military, and informational complexes appear to him?
This holds true for us as well. I’m not sure how much of this we actually recognize. Frog, meet the boiling pot of water. It’s time to jump out.
In my view, when we are allowed to breathe, explore, take charge of our own learning, dare fearlessly, and think for ourselves, we naturally develop a polymathic curiosity. We must reclaim the raw, dangerous, and unpredictable ecstasy of life every day. We have to find our way back to hell yeah!, or no thanks!
Sit down and explore your ethereal, eternal self. When you let go of controlling your thoughts, you automatically find your breath, your heartbeat, and a genuine, utter calm and presence. Allow some of that spiritual effervescence to float to the surface. All of your worries, fears, and anxieties, while they may have some basis in your current reality, have already been resolved; they could not even exist if their immediate resolution was not imminent. We’re simply trained to endure a rigmarole rather than trusting ourselves to be easy, graceful, light, and flowing.
Grow outwardly, mature, live ecstatically, laugh until you cry, and cry until you heal. Let go of the stress of dysfunctional machines and black-and-white thinking. Rekindle a childlike attitude and insatiable curiosity. Recognize the peripatetic insanity of instant reward and immediate answers. Spend more time in nature, in silence, and in contemplation. Your answers are awaiting your presence.
Solvitur ambulando
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