Rantings of a wackadoodle
Friday, August 7, 2009 x 3:12 PM
The day you realise your Australian boyfriend doesn't know the name of a native Australian tree (and you do) is the day you realise that: one, shame on him for not knowing; two, you are possibly becoming a bigger geek that you ever thought you would be (I like to think of it as my priorities are changing); three, you are actually learning something in uni.
That said, I just want to lament the sad state that a lot of people are in now, they have lost their identity, they have forgotten their origins. We were all originally cave dwellers or tree climbers and before we became civilised, nature was not something you had to step out into or drive tens of kilometres to get to; nature used to be an intrinsic part of us all. We were one with it. And now? Now, most people can't even spend a few days in the wild without feeling "out of touch" with the world because they don't have cellphone coverage or they "absolutely have to check their emails". It's not the world we are out of touch with, it's ourselves! Animals can sense perhaps vibrations in the ground or changes in the scent of the air around them and they can anticipate natural disasters. And yet we, who praise our advanced technology, pat ourselves on the back for having invented this or that and pride ourselves on being the most intelligent species on the planet, can't. In truth, we have not advanced at all! We rely on electronics to do what we should have been able to do with just our sense of smell or touch because we have slid down the evolutionary scale. Our senses are not as keen as they were anymore. Unless we do something to change the way we think, the way we live, something drastic will come along and
force this change on us. So, open your eyes, I say, and get in touch with your inner selves, don't wait for aliens with shiny spheres and miniscule substance-devouring insects who think we are a threat to the planet to pay us a visit before you change your ways.