Have you ever been a breeze, running your invisible fingers over the tops of trees like running your fingers over the hairs of your arm?
Have you ever run your fingers over the stubble of a shaved face like feeling the stumps after a field of trees was cut down for lumber?
Lain down on a rock, a beach, a meadow like a sheet of rain or a blanket of snow?
Squirrels and birds hop from limb to limb in the wet forest this morning. They feed on seeds and insects. They will feed others soon — their offspring, their predators, and the tiny organisms they carry throughout their lives that will feed on their carriers after they die, inviting flies and more beings that adapt and find feeding niches in their lifecycles.
The terms “war” and “peace” are like that, adapting to changing circumstances like street slang.
We cannot see ourselves as sets of states of energy in flux.
In a recent test of an augmented reality app for a company designing a combined hearing aid and smart sensor eyeglasses set, our team was surprised at the fun we found in watching data of passersby flash on the imaginary screen in front of us, giving us instant access to walking biographies, real or made-up.
I can’t say I’m interested in knowing the person sashaying in front of me cuts her toenails with kitchen shears or cries during wrestling matches because her father died in the ring when she was five years old.
But somebody does…a future lover, a merchandiser, an author, or a rival.
Do you know how many people live more in an imaginary world than in the real world around them? How few don’t?
What is your definition of a hero? A villain? A person at peace? Someone who is successful?
What is success? Can you lead the world from a cabin in the woods or must you live in an opulent palace surrounded by guards and courtiers?
When a planet is conducive to a comfortable lifestyle, why leave? Why not?