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  The Future of Optimism        Peter Thiel talks about the future, and the optimistic or pessimistic view each group holds, in his book Zero to One. It’s an incredible way to view and understand the world, in a light which we often miss when living within our homeland.        The idea that each country, and by extension its people, view the future with a different lens, is unique. Although it may seem sheltered, most individuals seem to not differentiate between how each region has a different opinion on what lays ahead for humanity. Growing up in Canada, I’ve always simply believed that the world held similar beliefs or goals towards what they wished to accomplish in the not-so-distant future. About how we all wish to achieve abundance and wealth, through medicine and technology, to build a better world. How we all share a common belief that the future which lays ahead is one where prosperity for all is possible. Where we as human beings ca...

  The Chains of Ideology.      True power no longer lies in men.  True power, no longer operates through a leader or a party. True power, is now hidden in the shadows, without anybody to call it out to the light. The game has once again, been reverted to the forces which have caused more deaths throughout the 20th century, than any other force throughout world history. The stark truth is that the chains of ideology have been responsible for hundreds of millions of deaths, worldwide.      How can one fight against such a device, which the victims fight so hard to keep? How can one break free from the train of thought, which has spread amongst the generation, like a wild virus? How can the very force which has surfaced to the forefront of society, over and over again, be finally contained and destroyed- once and for all? The drastic requirements to rid the world of such evil, are too gross to share in words. The reality is, history never repeats its...

  Stuck.      Again and again, the cycle continues. Days turn into weeks, weeks into years. Over and over again, I find myself trapped within a system which does not care. A never-ending loop of the same process, running in circles.      Some say that the spiral is more of an ascension than everything else. That going around is circles, when zoomed out, shows progress. Perhaps so. However, it is hard to know when you’re caught within it. When you’re busy spinning around and around, sliding down in circles. The never-ending charade of motion sickness, surrounding you like bees. The constant buzzing of the winged-demons, who surround you waiting for the opportune moment to strike.        Capitalism exhausts me. At least, the idea of it. The practice, perhaps not. At least, not in the sense that I am fully aware of what the options are, once we abandon the current system. That the alternatives to said system are likely to result in dea...

  The Sound of Silence.      The inability to sit still and in silence is slowly handicapping the abilities of men. We have become a society that is so over-stimulated, that we no longer seem to have control over our thoughts. We are constantly being force-fed information and noise from everything around us, that we are slowly become a slave to it all. A slave, to the natural urges and habits which our brain has developed through the release of dopamine from over-stimulation.      Watching a video on slavery yesterday, leaves one wonders a lot of things. Obviously, the actions were horrible and should never have taken place. However, the greater mystery is how we as a civilization were ever able to get rid of it in the first place. Seriously. Throughout history, there have always been slaves to advance the aims of those who ruled. The desire to push towards accomplishing specific goals, fuelled by the hard work and actions of those who were bound by ch...

  The World Won’t Die With A Bang- But Rather, A Whimper.      Something I read last night that I simply cannot stop thinking about. The non-stop idea, in my head, that things will never truly spark. That we will be trapped, in this moment, slowly fading away- forever.      Do not go gentle into that goodnight. Fight. Fight. Against the dying of the light. That is the poem which I have based my entire life upon, and will continue doing so as I move forward. The idea that the end is in sight, yet we must continue to fight, to rage, against the dying of the light.      Something about the idea of the human species, slowly whimpering away- terrifies me. It just resonates the truth which I’ve begun to see, all these years. That we are weak. We are complacent. We are a species which lacks direction and motives. We have become nothing more than pets. Like the dog, who was once the wolf. Fed, housed and taken care of- until their fierce nature ...

  We’re definitely in a recession.      It’s finally coming to light, clear as day. Here, in the West- it’s recession-o’clock.      Things are just out of control. And to be honest, I don’t see how they’re going to come back down. I suppose I’m a debbie-downer, always ragging about how bad things are, but this is something I simply do not understand. Which makes sense. I hated Economics. I found it to be such a waste of time. Backwards-ass psychology, trying to predict the future using some bullshit methodology, expanding on X & Y. Just not my thing, if I’m being honest.      Looking around for a place to live is insane. How any individual is expected to fork out 2-3k a month simply for a place to sleep, is bananas. Not only that, but the fact that you never get to be at home in the first place, because you need to work 12-hour shifts just to afford it. Insanity. Then there’s food. Don’t even get me started on that one. At this point...