Can you hear me? Can you see me?
The essence of humanity is human connection:
Clearing the clutter to SEE the invisible in a world of neon lights, glitz, and bling.
Silencing the clamor to HEAR the quiet voices in a world so full of noise.
Halting the frenzy to SEE, and HEAR . . . myself.
This is the essence of being human: Ubuntu
permanency
We build our lives around permanency. Retirement savings is assumed to be permanent security. Homes and families are built on the human construct of permanency. Careers, income, and possessions . . . all create a sense of permanency.
I wonder why that is? We know that nothing is permanent. We trick ourselves into believing that stuff is permanent. But down deep we know it is not. We’ve seen it.