thoughts / problems.

there are so many problems in this world, the more I think about it. And the fact that I am forced to view this perfect disaster from the eye of the storm just makes me feel so fucking useless.

Some problems are so deeply entrenched, people no longer see them as a problem. Lacking historical insights, people continue to worship these fetishes, as though nothing has changed for the past millennium. They worship their wealth, their material goods, as though that is all that is good for them. They act in blind pursuit of Progress, but not once did they stop to ask: Progress for whose sake? We end up chasing Progress for Progress's sake, at the cost of the people. Who benefits? No one asks. They merely chase the goal as told. Told by who? Not parents, not friends, but the oppressive weight of the society.

Some problems are so big, people refuse to act. People wait for some illusory Other to act on their behalf, and blame anyone but themselves when crisis strikes. Their own foolishness send them to the maws of bankruptcy and social collapse but they find themselves the victims. The need to blame rests the burden not onto themselves but to everyone else. I am not at fault. They are.

But the real problems, the problems that I care about, are those at the intersection between Humanities and Science. Science can explain everything natural, but what happens when we find out that we too are natural? Can science explain us away in terms of molecules? Can science explain away our politics and society? Knowing what Science can and cannot do is the first step towards advancing the current state of knowledge, where scientism, not Science, has begun to blur the line. Through subterfuge, ideologies mix in with facts, and the populace consumes. There is much concept clarification to be done, if only everyone adhered to such maxims.

But I guess we can start solving problems one at a time. One small step at a time.

For now, to solve the problem of sleep.