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In a world where our decisions are exceedingly driven by consumerism, we have adapted to working 50 hour weeks, fitting in grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, exercising, and entertainment either into weekends, early mornings, or late evenings. We are constantly on the go and as such, days, weeks, and months fly by, each one resembling the next with nary but a birthday or holiday to interrupt our mundane daily life.
Just think back: at the start of COVID-19 and the lockdowns in 2020, it seems like the dreariness would last forever, and the days and months would stretch endlessly, but here…
Look around you. You’re probably reading this article on your phone, tablet, or laptop. You’re holding the device in your hands. You’re most likely sitting (or perhaps standing) at home, at work, at a cafe, or in the park. OR ARE YOU?
Albert Einstein once said:
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Let’s think about that for a second. How can reality not be real? Look around you: is your house, your office, the park real? Is it part of your reality? It appears so, but is it actually real?
Once upon a time, when I was little, I would spend hours playing in the sand on the playground, in the grass, and, of course, in the mud. Although it was a pain for my mom to wash out my clothes, I couldn’t stay away. It was just too much fun.
As I got older, playing in the mud and sand became frowned upon. So I graduated towards weeding, planting, and enjoying the fruits of my labor: cucumbers, tomatoes, berries, and flowers.
Now an adult, I realize that gardening impacts multiple facets of our lives. It improves our physical, mental…
In Aldous Huxley’s dystopian society, kids have sex yet do not bear children. Babies are born in labs to a certain class predestined for specific jobs. Their creators alter genes and conditioning so that they grow up feeling they are serving their purpose.
…most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.
― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Any entertainment suitable to your position in society is available at a moment’s notice. Simple pleasures are frowned upon, especially if they’re free. Even hobbies must generate income through complex equipment and fees. …
I’ve never been so fascinated by sewers and how they work! No, really. The way that Roma Agrawal describes them in Built: The Hidden Stories Behind our Structures is an art form.
But that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Chapter by chapter, Agrawal lays the foundation for us to see the world through different eyes: those of an engineer. She’s thorough, witty, and easy to understand even though she could derive circles around us.
Wherever I go, wherever I look, I hear her voice in my head, pointing out a foundation here, an exoskeleton there. …
Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them.
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish
It was a Saturday morning like any other. As usual, I browsed the library shelves in search of my gems for the week. The task wasn’t easy with so many great finds but I had standards and I was picky. If the spine didn’t catch my eye, I resigned that book to its shelf.
Are you an adult? It depends on how you look at it. Some people say once you hit puberty, bam, you’re an adult. Others look at the age of consent, whether you can buy alcohol and cigarettes, and if you can vote. Many cultures have coming-of-age ceremonies: quinceanera, sweet 16, confirmation, bar/bat mitzvah, and others.
Some people claim to be a child at heart, while others consider themselves grown-up as soon as they get their first paycheck. Because the guidelines are so confusing, I’ve come up with a few of my own.
Ah, that smelly chore that could lead to…
A couple of weeks ago, I was writing an article on alternate reality theories. To bolster one of my arguments, I read Sam Harris' “Free Will.” Although Harris did little to persuade me that free will does not exist, I did learn a lot about how not to write.
At 96 pages long with decent-sized font, the book is short enough as it is. And yet, the topic drags on, with similar arguments repeated and mulled over in various forms. By the 3rd chapter, I wondered when the torture would be over. …
The scariest moment is always just before you start. After that, things can only get better.
― Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
Last fall, I wrote about online shopping for Better Humans. This was my first piece of published work and I was ecstatic. Alas, a few rejections followed and my writing slowed as a result. I felt a little dejected but after a dry spell decided to persevere. I followed up with another article in March (similar topic, same publication) but it didn’t fare as well.
I love sharing advice gleaned from personal experiences and…