Since being a student I have carried around a little black folder which is packed with stories, poems and inspirational items. Today I pulled it out once more and re-discovered this little piece -which I thought I should share. It reflects nicely many of the paradoxes in our modern world. A world which we have responsibility for.
So have a read, take some time to reflect and just make one commitment to yourself about how you can start to address just one of these paradoxes. Afterall, I am not asking anyone to change the world, I ask only that you start to change the way you view the world and in turn some of your own actions, beliefs and behaviours.
I am unsure of the author or its origins – but its sentiment can not fail to leave a question in your mind
The Paradox of our Time
The paradox of our time is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge but less judgement; more experts yet more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life; we added years to life but not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour.
We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space; we’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we’ve split the atom but not our prejudice.
We have higher incomes but lower morals, we’ve become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the times of tall men and short character, steep profits and shallow relationships.
These are the times of more leisure but less fun; more kinds of food but less nutrition. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, of fancier houses, but broken homes.
It is a time when there is much in the shop window and nothing in the stockroom; a time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you choose either to make a difference …or just hit delete.
What do you choose?