The Power of Technology

Buckminster Fuller is likely my favorite author of all time. He could pen things that make one feel so small and yet capable of effecting change. Here we are, teetering on the brink he envisioned, empowered with more knowledge than any generation before:

“Think of it. We are blessed with technology that would be indescribable to our forefathers. We have the wherewithal, the know-it-all, to feed everybody, clothe everybody, and give every human on Earth a chance. We know now what we could never have known before-that we now have the option for all humanity to make it successfully on this planet in this lifetime. Whether it is to be Utopia or Oblivion will be a touch-and-go relay race right up to the final moment.”

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[Max Brownstone]

The most beautiful and most profound experience is the sensation of the mystical. It is the sower of all true science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is impenetrable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their primitive forms - this knowledge, this feeling is at the center of true religiousness.

( Albert Einstein - The Merging of Spirit and Science)

[abercrombie fitch]

It is hard to say such a thing is clear.

[abercrombiemilano]

Love is a feeling, not only don the material to meet, but also to the spiritual care and stick

[gucci.uk]

She and her two pictures: love is not my boyfriend, Junior, her boyfriend is not me... Finally, she is a photo of three years ago; she again according to send home without ever photo album, the last page has three lines, the first line: my girl, I wait you to grow up! Second: I copied all her time, I can stick me and she's future? The last line of big word: no, her happiness is my happiness... Pa, and a photo, but a young girl, behind several words, I have 35, my home, my marriage? She and he's childhood, hours he took her hand through the door into the woods, he said, do not be afraid, and although he only three days older than her, though his voice also trembled, she remembered once run fast, fell on the ground, he gave her the soil, stroking her hair say be careful, small confused!