A thousands years from now, what will this all be like? I tend to think in terms of an apocalyptic doom, but I do wonder if that’s the way it will go. We are programmed to think in terms of an ever-evolving economy, largely driven by androids that are surrounded by wastelands. Yet, in fact, the human spirit may be what evolves. I sincerely hope it does. Whenever I travel away from home, the yearning to be back here consumes me. You, this place, our home, nature. Surely I am not unique in that? Privileged, yes, but not unique, I am sure. Surely in the soul of each stressed worker, each unhappily married person, every drug addict and every child, there is something that points them upwards, a natural compass that tells them they are a precious being and that true happiness and contentment are in a home, in nature, and in love. Or are so many blinded to their natural, human birthright by the overwhelm, the shiny objects and the deep programming that they actually lose that? What are we doing? If that is the case, do we progressively become less human? The acceleration of change tells me that one thousand years hence will equate to ten thousand years of development by past standards. Humans don’t evolve that quickly—or adapt to change that quickly. We are, in fact, fully evolved, if we could only tap into our full potential. We don’t need 1,000 years. We need now.
We don’t need time, we need now