Here I am again for along month of absences. Here is what happened with my life since I left the West Coast.
Boring, boring, boring
No more adventures like the ones before. I am back at Pittsburgh dealing with papers and books and papers and books. Occasionally one or two interesting ideas come to mind. This is a period that I enjoy a lot because I can be secluded and in isolation to read and think.
So what have you been thinking, big thinker!
I feel that schools pushes really hard for people to get jobs. And that is a bad idea. And you have to pay to get skills to get jobs. You know where this post might be going but no. This is not a post about education. I dread them since they mostly debate the same issues. This is about the mindset of the people.
And this is the question that I ask myself sometimes. What is the mindset of the people? I have seen that, the mind set, since I took my body off the bike, for people is to work and have a life. And a life means anything that keeps you busy so you can say your busy having a life.
I was busy having a life in my bike and it was quite a different one. It has not been easy to transition from the adventure to the stoic stationarity of a city. In the first days I wanted to ride, to go to the library or to the park. Slowly, very slowly I started riding less until now I ride only to school. The first weekend I felt anxious from being in a closed space and with some of my friends we went to a river and we explored a bit.
It was an abnormal sensation to go back into a house. “What is this place? ” I thought as I came back into the house I live ” I live in a box!!!” And yes, having been in the outdoors for a summer made me realize that we have confined ourselves to small places.
When I was in the really small town of Jackson – Montana, I met a woman. She was doing the Pacific Trail and she looked seasoned from walking not only that present journey but others she had done in the past. We shared conversations and I remembered two things in particular from her. First, she is from a LA and she said she should not go back there because people live like rats. I thought it was a harsh comment. However, in order to keep open any type of idea I kept listening. She said how we live in small boxes and we have no conscious of what we consume. And she kept going and going. And my mind diverted into the idea of … really? humans with rats?. I would say that there is an incoherence in the way we see the world. We do not have a sense of what it means to live in a city and the amount of resources it consumes. We do not have a sense of what we consume and what it takes to produce it. Cities detach that aspect from our interactions. What cities produce is an infinitive interaction of ideas. To run the ideal city every single individual in it would have to produce its resources and deal with its own trash. Hmm… pretty ideal. However , there is a detachment and, to make it more diplomatic, to not acknowledge it would make us look like baser animals, like rats. ( funny how the majority of the experiments carried out to test if some drug, signal, strategy should be applied to humans is done first, with rats, ha! like rats)
The second part of her story was that, as she looked at me, she said: “you know Nico, you know that this is not your last trip, you know that, you can not stop now”. We spoke very briefly about the sense of freedom that one develops in those long journeys and I must agree, it is an amazing sensation of freedom. She said that she does her walking because she feels free and that she can do what ever she wants and no one is there to tell her what to do, what or when to eat, which direction to walk. Yes, it is all some how true.
I partially agree with the freedom truth. Partially, because the idea that we came to this world only to have fun and to recreate doing whatever activity we do is a distorted message. I believe the world is a very large enterprise and we are all in this. Our contribution to the human development should not be small or tiny. I believe the contribution should encompass using our full capacity. And sometimes, by just being a free fairy in the woods we might not deal or address the thick morality issues we face today. All the big questions of who we are? and what are we really pursuing here? are not going to come from proving that we all can be free. Actually that might be our jail to think we can live in a wonder world full of rainbows, scaping and protecting our short life from other humans when at the same time there are billions of people leading their lives under tales of fear, tyrannic governments, slavering ideals (study, work, reproduce, die). If she tells me, “Nico, I am freeing souls of their mental slavery so people can see, pursue, and contribute to the earthly happiness project as I am doing, just walking” I agree with that. But she didn’t, so I don’t believe we all should be walkers. At the end, the ACTION is the same. And I just projected two wordy scenarios over the same outcome: “A lady walks on the woods, and believes in freedom” Is up to me to decide what to do about it. Rebel, believe in freedom, scorn that useless idea or just don’t believe in anything this post says. Isn’t that the small freedom that we have left?; to decide. Other than that, it is all and illusion.
A while a go I decided. “That’s it!!! Life is way too cool to don’t ride bicycles like crazy” So I did it.
Recently, I felt like writing a post. I decided. So I did it. This post is over.