Convenience kills

Convenience kills. We are surrounded by possibilities, pathologies, and pills that are perilous to us by way of pure convenience. As if mere difficulty were what killed the dinosaurs and all our predecessors.

In our manic pursuit of efficiency, we’ve isolated folly variables: speed, ease, compatibility - merely just proxies for their true telelogy, the nature of which we conveniently trivialize. Secondary to our beloved efficiency we eschew our faulty humanitarian notions of beauty; love; intuition…

We may be instructed to forget, mostly by our own hand. But whatever conscious property lies within us cannot. Cannot forget the intrinsic values we may conveniently choose to ignore. Until even the last of us remains, it won’t be forgotten. As it will be all that remains in our graveyard of an efficient existence.