Isolated from the real world

[ZenitYerkes]

Did anyone else living in a big metropolis notice that you feel there like in an aseptic bubble of cement, cashflow, ads and people going anywhere, rushing, with no time for anything? It feels like there's no outside. If not, it's just somewhere you go when you're on your vacation time, like the Bahamas or the coasts of Croatia.

But the anthroposphere is the main Universe, the omnipresent place where your life goes by and ends, one minute at a time.

There are no woods for a good executive, just a terrain to exploit. There's no wheat for a business man, just benefits. There are no landscapes on the way home for a car driver, just the road where they've got to put their five senses. There are no sunsets for the people living on the suburbs, just the comfort of their homes, sweet homes.

There is no beauty, just work.

And slowly, we let all those abstract concepts replace the material world we had in front of us.

Money. Taxes. Mortgage. Your duty towards your country. War. News. PC, TV, DVD's, LCD screens. Ads.

And slowly, what we had to work on, what we had to buy, what we were told to do; didn't let us see what we had.

I hope someday we could learn to appreciate what surrounds us; but I freeze when I hear someone has never seen in their whole life an actual river.

This bubble isolates us from the real world. And no, the real world is not the car you drive, the real world is not the house you live in, or the shoes you wear, or the money you've got.

The real world is richer than that, yet even the poorest man can enjoy its beauty.