In discussions or arguments, I try my best to focus-in on the truth. This is easier said than done, but it is something I strongly believe in – the truth should always win and the point of an argument is to make the truth apparent.
While traveling abroad across 27 cities in Asia, I spent a lot of time thinking about cities – how they work, how we build them, why they are important to society, and how we can make them better. I wrote a bit about them too, nothing particularly novel, I really just wanted to understand: why do some cities succeed while others fail? What makes a city successful? This was my base layer question. And though I have no clear answer, I do have some hypotheses that came from a number of different discussions I have had over the past few months.
This essay is a humbling reminder to my future self that the problem is me. Individualism, to a fault, is my exaggerated life mentality. This, of course, is over-emphasized in this essay and I do recognize the reality – inequality, unfairness, and victim of circumstance. Though I am cognizant of those issues, I believe internalization is the only remedy for reality.
Bluntly put, the problem is me.
A quote that came up in conversation last night has kept me thinking: “the game is only over when you say it is over.” I really enjoy this self-deterministic, somewhat naive perspective for approaching life.
Have you ever had a package stolen from your front door? I did…last year. And it was a completely foreign concept to me when it happened to me. Growing up in the suburbs, which saw very little crime, I had no idea that “mailbox safety” was such a privilege. But it is.
Writing this down for the sake of writing this down – I think logistics is a space that will be massively disrupted over the next few decades. That is not necessarily a super unique prediction – tons of companies are now entering the space – but it is one that I think will be impactful.
In this essay, I consider big words to be complicated, advanced words. I think of simple words as basic, elementary type-words.
Learning to write with simple words is really hard. I think, especially in school (high-school), students are taught that complex terminology is more sophisticated and professional.
This essay is not about “religious” beliefs (Judaism, Christianity, Muslim, etc.). It is not a political argument. Rather, these thoughts explore the notion of “what is a religion?” in the first place?
“If not now…when?”