I get into arguments a lot. May be because some stuff just boggles my mind enough to think about it - and I always speak my mind, as you already know (even it gets me into endless troubles).
Today, I was reading about pizza. Seems like uneventful subject, right?
But question evolved into discussion of outer boroughs, which, in term, brought up a line of thoughts in my mind about current age of information/media and people's refusal to see and experience life - REAL LIFE.
It may start small, with power of internet we refuse to go to places that was not reviewed right and form our own opinion.
Next, we refuse to travel to outer boroughs to see what's out there, because they are not on any "lists".
And then, there are travel TV shows. Why go anywhere if you can sit on the couch and eat up some fart's opinion about another country - you seen it all, right?
Somewhere, somehow, people lost the recognition of that line between things that meant to be an inspiration, and confused it with actual experience.
Somewhere, somehow, people lost the recognition of that line between things that meant to be an inspiration, and confused it with actual experience.
"I hate that country, and that place, it is so boring, I read about it" - said person who never left states since birth.
"There is nothing there, I drove on highway through it, wasteland"
"Oh, this travel show is amazing, it seems like I traveled around the world. I am all set for life!"
I want you to stop and think about it for a hot second.
Do you really think you experienced it all, or you just being brainwashed by media overload? (along with news, mind you).
Two different people traveled around the world will not EXPERIENCE it the same way.
You will never get nuances and little minutes that lost in translations and in-between the lines of reviews, shows and blogs.
Little moments that we decided NOT to share with you. Little precious moments that we kept to yourselves - well, because they are most precious moments one could ever experience...
A touch of salty wind on your lips as you step on remote cliff...
Smell of gasoline you had to hike for because your truck run out of it on longest stretch of the road...
And feeling of ecstasy when you reached the top of the mountain....
An unexpected turn of the road with breathtaking views that touched your soul forever...
That unsteady walk on old stones on windy path and memory in a form of little black round stone you saved in your pocket just to find it months later...
Sea shells from magical beaches & lagunas that somehow ended up on a bottom of your backpack...
Smell of rainy clouds and gentle glow of snow in predawn hours...
Walk along old and new and knowing how small we really are...
Hidden garden in your own city...
A gentle kiss you shared with your lover at sunset...
Laugh you and only you will remember as you both rolled around the grass...
This is what you missing.
Your own experiences and memories.
If one doesn't make them, it is not life worth living.
Road is out there - it's up to you to discover it.
