Have you ever noticed that when someone starts a sentence with “In a perfect world” they always end it with something simpler than we experience here and now. And everyone accepts this. We all believe that as something approaches perfection it gets simpler, purer, less complicated, less mixed.
Why is that?
The other side the mouth gives voice to a belief that the nature of progress is moving from the simple to the complex, that something or someone mature is more complex. Adults are more complex than children. Mature economies are more complex than emerging ones. Late model cars are more complex than early ones. Version 2.0 is more complex than version 1.0. Even looking back in time theoretically, early forms of life were simpler than their evolutionary successors.
Can a mouth speak two voices at once?
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No.
No man can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will love the one and hate the other.
In a perfect world, it doesn't get any more complicated than that.
Maybe progress, even though we fully lean on it, is not our savior.
Something greedy in humanity seems to cling to progress, holding on for dear life to it, hoping it will promote us in the future it is building. At the same time something fearful in humanity is terrified that progress will steamroll us with the greatest of indifference. We don't want to be left behind. Libations would probably be in order.
But, even while swimming in that sea of anxiety there is a spark inside us refusing to accept the progress paradigm. Like a splinter in our mind, it keeps telling us that we can't get to Utopia down Progress Way.
Yeah. More like Go north on Simplicity, and hang a left on Variety.
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