I don’t have much for today, just a casual observation and a tiny bit of trivia. Mix this with my standard mental exhaustion and you’ll get what will probably be mostly ramblings.
Humanity, by and large, does not really experience the world. We are born and we die with our eyes nearly closed. Many people take in the first thing they hear as law and become skeptical of all other guidance from there on in. It’s sad, and it can lead to profound oversights.
Take for instance the second most abundant element in the universe, Helium. This element is named after Helios the Greek god of the Sun. Why? That seems strange, Helium itself is not naturally inflammatory, you don’t get burned when helium touches you, in fact its quite nice and can make for great birthday parties. It’s not quite so volatile as its little brother Hydrogen.
No, we named it Helium because it was first discovered on the sun. Second most abundant element in the universe, diminishing but still the sixth most numerous element in our atmosphere. Huge stores of it resting beneath the ground in the united states. We did not look around, and by doing so we didn’t notice something this abundant, we overlooked something relatively ubiquitous (scientifically speaking), and not much later we would be suggesting, with gusto, that we are responsible enough to control atomic weaponry. (1895 being the formal discovery of Helium, and 1945 being the first detonation of a Nuclear weapon, 50 years, well within the lifetimes of people who read about or were even part of the discovery of Helium).
So ask yourself, what will the next Helium be? What will be the next thing that exists en masse and is completely overlooked by closed minds and closed eyes. How long will humanity wait for the next group of curious souls to unlock the future for them? Is it really that comforting to travel through life squinting and grunting. Dying without ever really living, moving less than a the smallest unit of measure one can fathom through the universe. To have lived entirely within the grip of a single planet, perhaps even to have lived within the grip of a single country or state.
To die, in much the same way that people did a millennia ago, a hundred millennia even. How much progress have we truly made?