fly north

last night i saw a moth. i saw a moth where everyone sees moths: buzzing around a light. round and round. repeatedly bumping into this bright object that it is confused by, but also attracted to. it seems to be addicted to the light. then i realized that all moths are pulled to the same thing. the same pointless thing: a light bulb.

it bummed me out. why was this moth spending its short time in life buzzing around a pointess lightbulb. it's flying so hard, fluttering around this thing that it wants so badly, but nothing is coming out of it. it is wasting its time.

so i quickly did some research.

moths thing the light is the moon. the moth is following the 'moon'. they are looking for moonlight so they can fly north.

so everything in this moth's nature is telling it to fly to the light. keep flying to the light. everything in it is telling it that it's doing exactly the right thing. but it's just the wrong light. it's doing everything that it's supposed to be doing. it's just...it's not the right light.

it's so futile. not because it's a moth. because of what it's doing with it's short life.

find your own light. look beyond the light bulbs.

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inspired by: http://www.complex.com/tv/pop-culture-videos/chicken-and-futility-a-short-film-by-childish-gambino

a quick thought on the human collective

The human condition is defined by our unbearable awareness of our mortality. There is no other species on this planet that loses sleep over the fact that one day we will cease to be. Human beings, all of the copious things we have created -- love, music, religion, technology, media, architecture, poetry, skydiving -- it is all a response to the human's unbearable awareness of mortality. We all want to create something in this world that will not die in the way that we do. These responses to our awareness of mortality is what builds our human collective and how we interact. These creations are what keep our cognitive-self churning.

create something you like before you die