It can be hard to bear, how the cosmos went from hydrogen to the double helix by its own insentient laws, forged from the iron rib of dying stars creatures capable of the Benedictus and the atomic bomb, hurled ice ages and earthquakes at the rocky body of a world we now walk in skins and nervous systems over which have had no say, born into familie... See more
We don’t have material anymore, simply forms mediated by screens. Our input is mediated, our output is mediated. We shape letters from numbers and draw curves with equations. Letters are no longer things, but pictures of things transmitted by light.
We are debris arrangers. Equipped with what we have inherited, we try to make a life, make a living and make art. We are assemblers. We forge received parts into meaningful compositions. This state of affairs is our plight and our destiny, but it also offers the opportunity to find meaning as well as to find communion with others.”
You don't have to throw away your critical reasoning to accept that in the face of unknown potential, optimism beats pessimism. We all have to believe in something, and you're much better off believing that things can get better than not.
Smart people think they need to know everything before they start. But the internet doesn't reward the most knowledgeable person. It rewards the person who ships. And learns from it. So they can ship something better next time.
Take one small step today. Not tomorrow. Not next week. To-freakin-day.