Looking for recyclables in city streets
As the holidays approach fast, I dedicate my post today to those who work harder than most, who see no retirement day in their near future, and who bear the weight of life and the passing of years. They are all around us, patching up the holes in our social structure, tirelessly moving because stopping is not an option.
curiosity makes you go on tiptoes~ shanghai
It is curiosity that makes each day different to the one before, the search for new stimuli, the interest in what is hidden and unseen, the search for something intriguing, the things that makes us go exploring. Most books and researches point to curiosity as a brain function and an instinct that we share with apes and other animals, but I wonder if it isn’t so much more in humans. I wonder if it is not connected to our innate drive to search for the unknown and to be with the unseen. Losing it or ignoring it would be almost like giving up our mission for personal development for the comforts and certainty of the already known.
Old man on tricycle
Do you know who you neighbor is?
I have been seeing this man around our neighborhood in Shanghai for almost 5 years. He is always on on his tricycle, always smoking, always collecting bits and pieces and riding away.
How many people are inside the frames of our lives that we know absolutely nothing about?
Or is this life in a big city? I remember living on Jones Street in New York City and not knowing anyone who lived in my little building personally…
We seem to create a bubble for ourselves our families and our few friends that we move inside of as spectators of life around us. This certainly was not the case in villages and in tribal communities.
How I wish things were different…