Do you ever ask yourself why you care so much about these people you have never met and never will? How their deaths can ruin your day or their election make you want to protest in the street?
Did you find it odd that Kanye West went from being hospitalized for a mental breakdown to meeting the president elect… all within a matter of weeks?
You ever wonder what real piece of news is going uncovered when Kanye West and Donald Trump shake hands and the zombified masses can’t help but but lean in?
You ever wonder if Trump is just another populist – like Obama and Bush – who will say anything to get elected then not follow through with any of their campaign promises?
Do you ever wonder why a person like Carrie Fisher can bring about a public mourning from millions of Facebook users, while tens of thousands of people day each and every day die into obscurity?
Perhaps these people have no real bearing on our lives, yet serve as a distraction away from the people in our lives?
We believe the problem is somewhere out there rather than within ourselves, and that is the greatest illusion.
We feel so attached to stars yet so detached from our own blood, and that is the greatest tragedy.
Our daily visits on social media sites have stolen precious moments from us. Moments of temporary amusement and mindless entertainment. Scraps of mental junk food and bits of information we use to fill the emptiness, the awkwardness, the moments of boredom in everyday life. The moments we will never get back.
Moving forward in 2017, I propose we surf less on Facebook and stick our faces in more books. May we spend less time mourning celebrities and more time celebrating the lives around us. And that we focus less on the problems around us and more on the solutions within ourselves.