We humans hunt for desires, only to realize that chasing the same materials leaves us feeling empty.
Consuming in a desultory fashion is not what the doctor ordered.
People are meant to be unique machines, versatile with no fixed shape.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but without venturing into the unknown we fail to evolve.
The victim stands still, faced by the conformist pressure of fitting in.
The same rebelliousness that encourages people to opt out is the same one that sparks them to live with intention.
At the peak of our abilities, we mature into death.
Ironically, the sheep survive. But to what end? The conundrum persists.
“The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care.”
— Hugh Macleod, Ignore Everybody: and 39 Other Keys to Creativity