It seems to me that progress has become one of the dominant myths of our times. Since change has been the main constant for a hundred years or two, we have gotten used to look to the future in order to tell who has been right. It is as if we were stuck in some sort of disrupt - adapt - conquer cycle and the ultimate sin was failing to go along with whatever will be.
"Better be ready for the next que sera sera" might well be the motto of our times, which kind of makes us into slaves to the future.
We celebrate change to the point of counting on it for our future survival. However, as much as we wish to control it, we are mainly subjected to it. When normality becomes an unstable idea and everything around us is shifting, it's hard to stick to a common baseline.
Maybe amateurs can only play gods for so long... and the weight of progress has been catching up on us. The computer I am writing on depends on the coordination of so many components that I could not imagine how it ever came to be. I am too much aware how a few small disruptions could easily bring down so many of my assumptions.
It is quite possible that the vertigo of progress and these ever expanding outlooks of collapses might steer us towards a more simple and manageable life. While it might sound a bit far fetched to get back behind a line we've already crossed, it might be a matter of life or death and liberty.
rizpoutine t1_j2c80df wrote
Reply to Accepting Science Fiction by Exiled_to_Earth
It seems to me that progress has become one of the dominant myths of our times. Since change has been the main constant for a hundred years or two, we have gotten used to look to the future in order to tell who has been right. It is as if we were stuck in some sort of disrupt - adapt - conquer cycle and the ultimate sin was failing to go along with whatever will be.
"Better be ready for the next que sera sera" might well be the motto of our times, which kind of makes us into slaves to the future.
We celebrate change to the point of counting on it for our future survival. However, as much as we wish to control it, we are mainly subjected to it. When normality becomes an unstable idea and everything around us is shifting, it's hard to stick to a common baseline.
Maybe amateurs can only play gods for so long... and the weight of progress has been catching up on us. The computer I am writing on depends on the coordination of so many components that I could not imagine how it ever came to be. I am too much aware how a few small disruptions could easily bring down so many of my assumptions.
It is quite possible that the vertigo of progress and these ever expanding outlooks of collapses might steer us towards a more simple and manageable life. While it might sound a bit far fetched to get back behind a line we've already crossed, it might be a matter of life or death and liberty.