Insanity is the storm which assaults the cabin that is my consciousness. I leave my window open, but I'm aware that that the wind will never be strong enough to tear down the walls

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Safe havens are a thing of the past

Globalisation.

It's a nice word. The world coming together, the world not being a group of distinct countries, but only one giant city. The internet makes this reality even stronger, in spite of the paradox that might seem to arise; people linked in so many ways you can't even count them anymore. A real sense of community where everyone can take part in. One big, open-armed village

Or almost.

There are no outskirts. No woods just outside, no river to hike idly along, no trees to mindlessly gaze at. You can look around all the forests in the world, but will never find Walden anymore. Thoreau himself could be reborn today, but where would he take his seclusion? Where could he live in Nature?

Mankind is all over the world now. The problem, of course, is that mankind is all over the world. There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide anymore. Everywhere one looks, he sees concrete, he sees people, he sees machinery. But nowhere does he find a spot he can call just his, a spot he can run to when things become too overwhelming. And sadly, being overwhelmed is all too easy, since everything and everyone seems to be just around the corner

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