We've bought into the system, globalization. Is there really no other choice?

We've eaten the apple, and chosen knowlege, at the cost of the garden of Eden. Thus we became banished from the home God had made for us.

Cain was a farmer, rooted in the land. His brother was the shephard, always in search of greener pastures. Why was Cain so jealous of his brother? Was it simply that he did not have the best thing to offer. Or is there an inherent unsatisfied wanderlust, that could not be met by tilling the land. So Cain killed Abel and was banished from his land, thenceforth ironically he became a dweller in the city.

Abraham was a nomad. Although God gave him a promised land, he would never reach it.

The more I see of the world, the more the world looks the same to me. In more ways than just our physical transcience, I'm always adrift in the sea of technology. Change is constant. I run simply to keep from drowing in the flood.

I sometimes wonder if my life, and the life of all the rest of us caught up in this revolution, are only going to result in us becoming more jaded, more sarcastic, and more cynical. It feels like and endless techno re-mix. Pounding, driving, and relentless, it surges, and pulses, but never ceases. Always a constant energy pushing. Just when you think there might be a break, and the drum machine might give you a break, it starts again, a relentless pursit of efficency. Life as a tumbleweed is no life at all.

Thomas Friedman writes it like this:

"Innovation now replaces tradition, the present or perhaps the future replaces the past. Nothing matters so much as what will come next, and what will come next can only arrive if what is here now gets overturned. While this makes the system a terrific place for innovation, it makes it a difficult place to live since most people prefer some measure of security about the future to a live lived in almost constant uncertainty... We shouldn't be forced to re-create our relationships with those closest to us on a regular basis.

"We need our olive tree. Somthing to represent everything that roots us, identifies us, and locates us in the is world. It is belonging to a family, a community a tribe, a nation, a religion, or most of all a place called home. Olive trees are what give us the warmth of family, the joy of individuality, the intimacy of personal rituals, the depth of private relationships, as well as the confidence and security to reach out and encounter others. We fight so intensely at times over our olive tress because, at their best they provide for us the feeling sof self-esteem and belonging that are as essential for human survival as food and shelter. The nation state will never dissapear, because it is the representation of who we belong to. Linguistically, geographically and historically. You cannot be a complete person alone. You can be a rich person, you can be a smart person. You must be rooted in an olive grove."

photos from my trip on the beach