I’m still alive,..right?

That is something. That counts. And it’s a fact. I can still feel the blood flowing in my veins. I’m still trying to grow into something better, I guess. If you’re reading this, then that means you are alive too. We have this luxury to complain, you know, which usually leads to urban depression. This is not negligible. It’s serious. We are among the lucky ones not to get bombarded by air attacks. We are safe from that. But our sanity is the one afflicted. From the constant craving. The continuous needs for recognition and ephemeral praise.. This is madness. And the remedy might be simple. We have to rage against the machine. No, truly. Revolt. Against the system that tries to make you feel «less.» Watching fake lifestyles and the news is putting anxiety and fear in our hearts.

Walking or running outdoors. Talking to people around you. Doing acts of kindness gives meaning to our lives. Consciously taking time off screens is one major act of revolution. Reading books instead, or learning a new skill by actively using the BRAIN, is also a very «human» thing to do. Saying good things to the people around you is something that we need in big cities. And creating or watching art.. Promoting love. These are our « weapons of mass disruption » against the fake new world order that is trying to steal our souls by making the algorithm stronger and stronger. We still have a choice, right? After all, we are still alive, and this is our time on this planet. Let’s make it count!!