When I see an old movie, like from the ’40s or ’50s or ’60s, the people look so calm. They don’t have smart phones, they’re not looking at computer screens, they’re taking their time. They’ll sit in a chair and just stare off into space. I think some day we’ll find our way back to that garden of Eden.
I think the return to some sort of nature is necessary, the hyperreality of the world, the brain rot wrought upon by news outlets, a grocery store where we buy things where we have no idea what process came to made them, possibly atricious, very well something we must consider, we don’t make our lives and we don’t own ourselves, that is the reality, city planners and a culture industry has determined us, to live in designated zones, to be law abiding citizens, to accumulate and facilitate the flow of capital
