I am honoured to know and pal about with some fantastic people. We talk a lot about what's wrong with the world and how to save it. Sounds a bit arrogant, eh? I'm not sure who we think we are, but there it is.
Some very good folks feel powerless, however. They can't see how to get out of the matrix, if you'll forgive me, of modern life. The cycles of consumerism, the idiocy of distraction, the pressures to conform.
Just how do you give up your nice house, your SUV, and your two weeks in Florida when that is all we're told we should want from the moment we understand speech? The answer seems to be this: Be yourself.
Be yourself in all your quirky goodness. Turn off the TV (it will only make you jealous and needy, anyway) and indulge yourself in your bug collection, your fascination with fungi or the cosmos, or writing the next great Canadian novel. Or fiddle about doing a bit of theatre, like me. Whatever, whatever. Just make sure that you are doing what you love when have a bit of time to do something.
You'll be too busy to watch TV, then, I think. Too busy to care about Lost or what Brangelina are up to. How radical. How much more at peace would you feel if you miss those dozens of commercials every night telling you you're too fat, your house is too dusty, or your teeth are too yellow? And just by walking, by breathing and being, you get to be subversive. Awesome.
All that talk I indulge in with my friends? I am aware enough to know that it amounts to very little. It's the walking that does it, really.
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