You know, the thing is, I’ve always wondered why people are forced into choosing a career path - technology, science, astronomy, medicine - as if those are the only “valid” choices.
But I get it. The only reason we’ve even reached a point where we can choose at all is because humans never stopped learning. They kept searching, kept being curious. That curiosity is the reason we have this level of technological advancement in the first place.
That’s why we have the luxury of choosing a path that doesn’t necessarily contribute to society’s definition of progress - like art.
And I think art is one of the most profound, raw, pure forms of self-exploration. Whether it’s poetry, painting, writing, music - it digs into the soul of what makes us human. It separates us from every other living thing on this planet.
Even philosophy - which I think is a beautiful, underrated field - isn’t valued the same way as science or tech. Why? Because it doesn’t offer immediate, tangible “advancement.” We’re always in this race to make the world a better place, but better for who?
We say it’s for ourselves, but how can we make the world better if we don’t even know who we are?
We still don’t understand what makes us conscious, where our thoughts come from, how we love, imagine, forgive, or dream. That mystery - us - is the most beautiful thing there is.
But most people don’t care. Especially in our generation. And maybe I get it - it won’t change the world. But it might change us.
And maybe that’s the point.
But then again… what is the point? If we’re all going to die anyway, what’s the point of trying to make a difference?
