I feel like a defective human being.
Life is so good. So happy. What’s new with everybody?
“Water and air, the two essential elements on which all life depends, have become global garbage cans.”
We found piles of garbage in the ravines, carried by rainwater, slowly moving toward the river. It makes me so sad.
Mostly I just don’t understand why people don’t care.
“You haven’t the least or feeblest conception of being here, and now, and alone, and yourself. Why (you ask) should anyone want to be here, when (simply by pressing a button) anyone can be in fifty places at once? How could anyone want to be now, when anyone can go whening all over creation with the twist of a knob? What could induce anyone to desire aloneness, when billions of so-distant [so-called] dollars are mercifully squandered by a good and great government lest anyone anywhere should ever for a single instant feel alone? As for being yourself - why on earth should you be yourself; when instead of being yourself you can be a hundred, or a thousand, or a hundred thousand thousand, other people? The very thought of being oneself in an epoch of interchangeable selves must appear supremely ridiculous.”
— E. E. Cummings
