Dear Sir Thomas Jefferson

Dear Thomas Jefferson,

Some centuries beyond your era sits a lad writing this letter on a clever and intricate, yet simple contraption devised by a series of several innovative minds that may have not shared your passion for knowledge, but have executed what they reserved to the best of their abilities
and opened an epoch filled with extraordinary possibilities beyond margins of imagination drawn in your time. You would be proud of this, but not of us, sir, I assure you. We live in an age that wreaks of ironic paradoxes and hypocrisy in every corner, where even the opinion of the masses themselves have lost credibility. An age where we believe, despite our lack of study and dedication, that we are insufferable know-it-alls as we allow others to do our thinking for us. An age where we allow the truth to be overridden by fallacies spewing fourth from the silver tongues of the corrupt whom cleverly fabricate the images of the good, and commit tremendous efforts to somehow and magically promote the bad to greater summits that we in our willful naivety stood to accept. While these demons have surely existed at every point in the arch of history, the greatest horror in the sinister scheme of things Mr Jefferson is not them, sir, but us. We are the scum of the earth, many of us whom entertain knowledge for a certain measure of years just so we can be ready for the labors in life, to become servants to owners whom are even lower servants, idolizing and overindulging tastes for materialism. Our modern day life is no longer a life, suffice to say, but an era in which our only purpose, Mr Jefferson, our only reason is to indulge urges, only to discover why we are not so satisfied with the pleasures that we have derived from them. And to make things worse, we somehow find ourselves impossibly entitled to higher privillages that we have never worked to deserve.

Why are we the scum of the earth? Because we have forsaken the majestic satisfaction from spending tireless hours of gaining knowledge and despite our awareness of its corruption do we still take up these rigid systems; we have fallen so low that we lack the fortitude and self-esteem to plan and work for our own dreams, always looking for quicker ways to get to it, always forsaking it for alternatives we are deceived by, finding ourselves benefitting others in the end, ALWAYS fooled by the same trick in the game. And though we know in our hearts what we should do, although we are aware of how many years of our lifespan have been stolen by some of the most trivial charades in life that has often led to needless violence, that humanity's true sanctuary in life is the sincere dedication to learning about the greater good, do we still remain here, mocking our own foolishness and allowing the tides to sweep us off our feet. Even when we are surrounded by heaps of concurred epochs of history that were stirred by simple, but sincere steps of one man, ALWAYS, one man, do we continue to wait. . .

I write this in the confidence that it will never reach the addressed, not that it deserves to be. Though I may never know the face the public had given you when you took presidency, like polymaths before you and those around you, it is for the simple fact that you did not allow your attributes, be it age or gender, to compromise your will to learn more and listen, do I write it.

Sincerely,

Mohammed.

Time Management

Well, here I am again, and I won't hide the fact that I'm clueless about what I'm going to be writing about either. I just let my fingertips work in search for the valid thoughts that may flow in. For those of you who ever studied Macroeconomics should understand me when I say the nostalgic words, "Cetris Paribus." 

Let's take this one step at a time, I'm getting nowhere here. Alright, CNN publishes this intriguing (yeah, right) article about the shortening of attention spans of children due to the fact that they seem to be playing video games these days, since parents thought that video games are less likely to provide that symptom then your casual sitting your ass on the couch and switching between the channels routine. As, previously, a hardcore video gamer and still a casual on occassions, I'm gonna have to agree on this one, but for crike sakes, don't you think that it applies to almost every activity you put on repetition? 

Kinda reminds me of the day when a good friend of mine started our conversation by saying "You know, research has it that Music is far more addicting then drugs." Well, holy mola amigos, of course! Because we actually have more access to music than drugs! Don't people get it?! Why do you think individuals are called or sometimes submit the fact that they're obsessed? It's because they're having too much of it! That's what constant repetition of any pattern of behavior does! Be it music, eating excessively or practicing those little no-no's your parents told you to stay away from. It becomes a part of your system; hence, why all the goodies and the alternatives turn dull, unless a person decided to be sincere enough to apply a little time management. Don't tell me you can't. Everybody has time; you just suck at managing it. But hey, welcome to the twenty first century!

Speaking of management, I need to do a little cardio. Until next post, folks.