(Written in 2006, posted in March 22nd, 2014)
The world in which I live in can seem fabulously complex. The Earth is vast, and so full of life. There are graceful and swift flying creatures, tall and strong peaceful trees, restless rivers, all kinds of water-life, soil and earth colored and shaped together in so many different ways, GIANT CLOUDS that fill the sky, creatures with 2 legs, 4 legs, 6 legs, 8 legs, more legs, no legs, with or without hair...
And it seems so paradoxical that, with so many, SO MANY wonderful, diverse, beautiful features, we barely notice them now. You know what I perceive on a typical work/study day?
I hear the alarm on my cellphone go off. It feels so cozy inside my bed, that I have to fight to get up as fast as not to be late... and sometimes I'm not even that fast.
I walk downstairs, and everytime I see someone, a certain process inside me makes me say "Good Morning", when sometimes I'm not thinking about "good" OR about "morning".
I go into the bathroom, take of my clothes, and look at myself in the mirror as an excuse to myself to stall my shower a few minutes.
I go inside the shower area, and look at the water handle before deciding to turn it on.
I override my natural instinct that tells me not to turn the shower on.
I wet myself, I judge how cold the water is, scrub my hair, scrub my body, put shampoo on my head, rub it in, rinse it off, scrub some more, turn the shower off, get outside, dry myself.
I go back to my room, close the door, dress myself while sometimes check my email, and then I realize I'm almost late, and hurry downstairs to eat.
I eat whatever I can, and go to work.
I say "Good Morning" to everyone at work the same way I do at home, except I shake their hands.
I spend five hours between checking email, chatting, programming, reading, learning computer stuff, and looking at the view outside. Looking at the view is my favorite... I'm in a twelfth floor, and the clouds are so but so very beautiful in the morning. I drink some coffee or water, and gulp up some cookies throughout the morning too.
I leave at 1300 or close. I ride two buses to get home.
I get home and eat. I come upstairs, check my email and chat again, and if I have some homework for that day, I do it.
I go to Marcelo's to go to college (he's the best!).
I sit through the classes, trying to kill time as peacefully as I can.
I go back with Marcelo's, get home, check my email, chat again, and after 4 or 5 hours of typing, I turn my PC off and go to sleep.
How many times do I focus on nature? One. Once a day, only one thing, and the rest was complete artificiality. Cellphone, manners, people, computers, email, work, clothes. Do you see what's happening?? A COMPLETE loss of focus. City life is so... HUMANIZED... that all we ever focus on is artificial. We never ever attend the real, original stuff... the stuff the world is made of. We're so proud of our human progress, that's all we ever do. At least, that happens with me. . Isn't that bad?
The world in which I live in can seem fabulously complex. The Earth is vast, and so full of life. There are graceful and swift flying creatures, tall and strong peaceful trees, restless rivers, all kinds of water-life, soil and earth colored and shaped together in so many different ways, GIANT CLOUDS that fill the sky, creatures with 2 legs, 4 legs, 6 legs, 8 legs, more legs, no legs, with or without hair...
And it seems so paradoxical that, with so many, SO MANY wonderful, diverse, beautiful features, we barely notice them now. You know what I perceive on a typical work/study day?
I hear the alarm on my cellphone go off. It feels so cozy inside my bed, that I have to fight to get up as fast as not to be late... and sometimes I'm not even that fast.
I walk downstairs, and everytime I see someone, a certain process inside me makes me say "Good Morning", when sometimes I'm not thinking about "good" OR about "morning".
I go into the bathroom, take of my clothes, and look at myself in the mirror as an excuse to myself to stall my shower a few minutes.
I go inside the shower area, and look at the water handle before deciding to turn it on.
I override my natural instinct that tells me not to turn the shower on.
I wet myself, I judge how cold the water is, scrub my hair, scrub my body, put shampoo on my head, rub it in, rinse it off, scrub some more, turn the shower off, get outside, dry myself.
I go back to my room, close the door, dress myself while sometimes check my email, and then I realize I'm almost late, and hurry downstairs to eat.
I eat whatever I can, and go to work.
I say "Good Morning" to everyone at work the same way I do at home, except I shake their hands.
I spend five hours between checking email, chatting, programming, reading, learning computer stuff, and looking at the view outside. Looking at the view is my favorite... I'm in a twelfth floor, and the clouds are so but so very beautiful in the morning. I drink some coffee or water, and gulp up some cookies throughout the morning too.
I leave at 1300 or close. I ride two buses to get home.
I get home and eat. I come upstairs, check my email and chat again, and if I have some homework for that day, I do it.
I go to Marcelo's to go to college (he's the best!).
I sit through the classes, trying to kill time as peacefully as I can.
I go back with Marcelo's, get home, check my email, chat again, and after 4 or 5 hours of typing, I turn my PC off and go to sleep.
How many times do I focus on nature? One. Once a day, only one thing, and the rest was complete artificiality. Cellphone, manners, people, computers, email, work, clothes. Do you see what's happening?? A COMPLETE loss of focus. City life is so... HUMANIZED... that all we ever focus on is artificial. We never ever attend the real, original stuff... the stuff the world is made of. We're so proud of our human progress, that's all we ever do. At least, that happens with me. . Isn't that bad?
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