Scared of Our Own Shadow: Let the World Begin (Again)
Every day I wake to read a mish-mosh of reports on the environment and the many creative ways that culture is changing to meet the needs of man in a world of diminishing resources. I am sick of our efforts to prop the man man world up by creating new crap: LED lights, wind turbines, a better clothing tag.
Why are we so afraid to live in the world we inherited? What's so frightening about a world without man's stuff? The natural world has been humanity's only task ever. We just had to live, nothing more. Play would have been perfectly ok too. The rest is mental gymnastics and masturbation. Can't we apply the same "I can," spirit that ignites our desire to invent to learning how to live without our unnecessary crap? Invention will never die.
I can find 100 new articles a day reporting on innovations in home building: container homes, apartment buildings with tiny apartments and low utility needs and the like. To build any of these things is to presume that no human after is will have a better idea than us. In other words, what we build lasts too long. Why not build for our time only and let the next generation build for theirs? Let them experience the spirit of discovery and invention too. I would love to see us make buildings that are designed to be re-digested by the earth in the span of one human lifetime.
And what's wrong with a world that's illuminated for the duration of time that the sun is out? Perhaps we're afraid to remember our affinity for the stars? Perhaps contemplation seems frightening after so many years of fast edited movies. If 2012 produces real change it'll be because humanity is so utterly sick with what it's created that we will imbibe the meme with our need for change and cause that change by it. Our current condition, that of the sinking ship would reverse quicker than you could say "capitalism sucks" and return to a world of abundance if we just gave up the belief that we own it or control it. It's about time we stop assuming that the world without man's crap will be a lesser world. It's the only world. This world we glom on top of it is a weak mimic, an illusion, our weakest self. I think I just discovered the meaning of "scared of your own shadow."
Posted by Wendy Jehanara Tremayne at Thursday, January 20, 2011