well actually..
working just fine.
tech, the web, whatever.. is allowing us to see these mind wrenching
everyday.
• • • • • • . . .
anger/praise/money/sorrow toward pro sports players/fans rescuing refugees from the water (or not) as they flee war/destruction more laws/rules/rights to feed/free/protect us more people hungry/imprisoned/homeless/voiceless people complaining about service/verbiage people dying from service/verbiage
we (for a multitude of reasons .. but perhaps mostly fear) have manufactured ourselves right out of ourselves.
we've sophisticatedly, academically, a whole bunch of other ly's, but perhaps most of all, .. mathematically.. cranked/contorted/compromised who we already are for the sake of proof/safety/proof-of-safety (or whatever).
and the end result is - our feedback loop (globally and individually and everything in between) is broken. and we opt/settle for this..
we've so collectively convinced ourselves that if we can't explain our answer/question/insight/idiosyncratic-jargon/et al (thank you *school math et al) there's no room for understanding. no room for us. fear tries to hide our thinking/grokking/being. fear\ing us to be seen. as insignificant.
plethora of
*disclaimer/explainer/whatever: it’s the compulsory/manufactured-consent ness i’m attributing to a fear that perpetuates not-us ness. ie: we slide from believing we can’t question things in a space to realizing we may have consented to terms of service, to war, to not-us..
fighting posing depression
we’ve been working on this for some time.
perhaps we quit using labels and algebra et al.. to fix/control things..
perhaps .. if we could
long enough to stop perpetuating
and instead.. give ourselves (has to be all of us to work) a
do-overs ad infinitum
\
.. the voice deep w/in each soul.
perhaps‌ the we seek/crave/need.. is already in us.
imagining the broken feedback loop given a do-over via
each one of us.
I will never betray my heart.
perhaps the simplest (and most humane\energy efficient) way to fix this major problem with our major feedback loop.. is to free/trust each individual soul as feedback loop.
perhaps Blaise wasn't so concerned we immerse ourselves in numbers/schoolmath ness.. but that we immerse ourselves in us.
The moments I have the greatest uninterrupted intimacy with my own mind/experience. - Maria Popova
so .. perhaps.. let's give that/us a try. ie: model a nother way (where self-talk is our feedback-loop/data) so that 7 billion people can leapfrog to a do-over.
or maybe do.. meander if you like..
imagine the eudaimoniative surplus if we
we can. so we can’t not.