Irony of our times
In the name of connection
We are truly disconnected
We are celled to our phones
Caught hook line and sinker…
Glued to a metal contraption
That’s overtaking our lives
Living in a imaginary world
We are feeding on bytes
While reality bites
Haven’t we taken
A bite of more than we can chew?
Here is an animation by Steve Cutts …that brings forth the stark truth of our times.
Today am sharing a Poem by Mario de Andrade (San Paolo 1893-1945) Poet, novelist, essayist and musicologist.
One of the founders of Brazilian modernism.
All the Images are curated by me.
MY SOUL HAS A HAT
I counted my years
& realized that I have
Less time to live by,
Than I have lived so far.
I feel like a child who won a pack of candies: at first he ate them with pleasure
But when he realized that there was little left, he began to taste them intensely.
I have no time for endless meetings
where the statutes, rules, procedures & internal regulations are discussed,
knowing that nothing will be done.
I no longer have the patience
To stand absurd people who,
despite their chronological age,
have not grown up.
My time is too short:
I want the essence,
my spirit is in a hurry.
I do not have much candy
In the package anymore.
I want to live next to humans,
very realistic people who know
How to laugh at their mistakes,
Who are not inflated by their own triumphs
& who take responsibility for their actions.
In this way, human dignity is defended
and we live in truth and honesty.
It is the essentials that make life useful.
I want to surround myself with people
who know how to touch the hearts of those whom hard strokes of life
have learned to grow with sweet touches of the soul.
Yes, I’m in a hurry.
I’m in a hurry to live with the intensity that only maturity can give.
I do not intend to waste any of the remaining desserts.
I am sure they will be exquisite,
much more than those eaten so far.
My goal is to reach the end satisfied
and at peace with my loved ones and my conscience.
We have two lives
& the second begins when you realize you only have one. 😊😊
The above poem poses some truths of life as it evolves .
The value of it increases in time. In knowing there are lesser years ahead life increases in value.
Priorities change .You may begin to realize what matters more to you.
You start to question what you are doing with life and how you spend your life .
You choose to live with intentions if you haven’t already done so before.
Most importantly peace of mind and a clear conscience is what you seek to have in the evening stage of life.
While the need to transform life from mundane to meaningful may be common to humans…
I wonder how many people actually feel this way and when do such thoughts and musings begin to occur? Does age or occupation have much to do with these reflections? Is it possible to cultivate a attitude of values much earlier and how?
How much does nature and nurture influence your perspectives in life.