Our disrespect for thinking: someone sitting in a chair, gazing out a window blankly, always described as 'doing nothing.'
~ Dalain de Botton
- - - - -
We used to be busy with doing. Hunting. Gathering. Later farming. Then the labor of industry.
Now we are less busy, but we want to be busy so we create busy-ness. We are plugged in all the time - reading without critical thought, writing without specific intent, looking at lights and listening to noise.
We don't stop and think. We don't find quiet times to sit. And - of course - we avoid nature.
What will become of us?
Don't worry. Time is a pendulum and pretty soon we will return to thinking without doing. Finding peace. Sitting. Reflecting. Speculating. Dreaming. Imagining.
Then we'll all starve to death.