As I approach the seventh decade of life, I’m taking a time out from (what I perceive as) rapidly descending spiritual and cultural change, with attendant personal and relational consequences.
I’ve been a student of human nature as long as I can remember, attaining multiple degrees furthering my understanding of how people and their relationships function within societal structures.
For the first time in my life, I find myself not wanting to join in the cultural evolution. Instead, I find myself repulsed by much of what I am seeing and hearing. I cannot discount, nor blame, singularity technology contributing to the rapidity of change facing our species.
Feeling like I am living in an alternate universe, believing in the old adage, “those who forget history are doomed to repeat it,” I find myself engrossed in writings from the 1940’s, 50’s, and even 30’s, as I traverse this minefield we call life. (my reading list)
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