To find comfort, we must first seek and destroy the uncomfortable. ~ Conor McGregor
“the mere presence of these devices reduces available cognitive capacity”
Our smartphones enable—and encourage—constant connection to information, entertainment, and each other. They put the world at our fingertips, and rarely leave our sides. Although these devices have immense potential to improve welfare, their persistent presence may come at a cognitive cost.
Just look around you — at the people crouched over their phones as they walk the streets, or drive their cars, or walk their dogs, or play with their children. Observe yourself in line for coffee, or in a quick work break, or driving, or even just going to the bathroom. Visit an airport and see the sea of craned necks and dead eyes. We have gone from looking up and around to constantly looking down.
Die Selbstbewertung des Menschen beruht auf der Behauptung seiner Individualität. Dies folgt zu krankhaften „Luxusbildungen“ und der heutige Konsumgesellschaft und die Ausbeutung des Planeten zur Erhöhung des Lebensstandards. Mit als folgen die allgemeine und rasch um sich greifende Entfremdung von der lebenden Natur. Die Konsumgesellschaft trägt einen großen Teil der Schuld an der ästhetischen und ethischen Verrohung der Zivilisationsmenschen und das Abreißen von Traditionen. – Konrad Lorenz
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.- His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama
If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is: infinite.
“If you think just about cookies, just about mobile phone permissions, or just about the retention of metadata – each of those things, from the perspective of data analysis, are really intrusive.” – Vladan Joler
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I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night
Chris Cornell (July 20, 1964 – May 17, 2017)
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
Some impressions from my track on the Annapurna trail. All pictures were shot with my Iphone.