Archive for May, 2014

A reality marred with blindness

Posted on May 10, 2014. Filed under: Uncategorized |

For the first time in months I find myself on a quiet train ride, no work, no girlfriend, no family…just my headphones and a print edition of the New York Times…it’s a different experience reading a newspaper cover to cover. In an age of scanning headlines and tweets…subconsciously pulling out and engaging only with the content that somehow seems relevant to me…there is a joy and bliss in reading a completely unfiltered…seemingly irrelevant collection of articles word by word with no regard for time or efficiency or practical application.

As I reflect on what I have read today I am reminded of something that I already knew but easily forget in the day to day hustle…which is that there are 7 billion realities in this world…and each person’s has the same depth and volume as the one that feels so fucking important and significant to me. I don’t know why we weren’t given the ability to hold empathy for all 7 billion realities in our consciousness…simultaneously…but we weren’t. Perhaps it would be immobilizing…somehow we were designed to maintain self importance because without it purpose and forward movement would be challenging to muster? Is it possible to raise venture capital while considering the family in California who sells homemade ice pops on the side of the freeway in order to avoid homelessness? The two seem irreconcilable when held in conciousness at the same moment. The success of Wildcard doesn’t mean shit to that family. They have no room for empathy around my challenges…and vice versa the fate of that family…in the moment of day to day doesn’t mean anything to me. I will forget about them tomorrow as I have the countless other realities that I drop into for a moment and then can’t maintain space for over time. Of course I do care…now…when I sit on this train with this free space in my head and my heart to consider their realty…but I’ve chosen…as most have…to allow myself to remain self absorbed in the name of my own realty and own interests. Sure I will pop out…move between contexts…volunteer or donate…but at the end of the day it seems there is no place for Sudan in a day filled with scaleable card creation…reconciliation of disparate card schemas and the implications of deep linking on reengagement vs. discovery…there is something to be said for focus…it’s what gets us where we want to go…but I can’t help but think with all this focus that we are somehow loosing focus…I subscribe to an idea that we were all designed to do something here…that each individual has a role to realize in a pretty complex and loosely choreographed 7 billion person dance…and it feels like I am making decisions in line with what I was put here to do…but even in full resolve that I am doing the right thing with my life…I can’t help but feel as though I am living in a reality marred with blindness.