What drives human beings to continually yearn to expand, grow, prosper, create, enhance, step forward? And at what cost are we willing to pay/sacrifice to do so? As we look at the major paradigm shifts of history (as stated in the Great Transition (2002), Raskin, P., Banuri, T.,Gallopin, G., et. al), we see transitions from the Stone Age with life lived in tribal demeanor with hunting and gathering as their main source of means and oral language (still allowing the Colors of the Wind room to breathe) as their main source of noted communication shift to Early Civilization with their city-states, agriculture and writing (Daniel Quinn's separation of Leavers and Takers in his famous Ishmael starts here with the Agricultural Revolution) and then lastly to our Modern Industrialized Era of nation-state organization with printed writing. Proposed in this advancing of man is a new era called the Planetary Phase where globalization and the internet will most likely represent the world as we know it much sooner than later.
And so the question continues…is the advance of
mankind to the standards we have defined as this "success" what creates Meaning in our
lives or what deters from it? Why the strain to further our
education, specialize in the workplace, move forward, climb higher (or as Pierre de Coubertin stated in tribute to the IOC: "Citius, Altius Fortius!" (A not-surprising side note: De Coubertin also is known for the quote: "The most important thing is not to win but to take part!")? This sense to
somehow better ourselves, to want to Be the Best, Be the Champion, by the definitions we have chosen to adopt as a society has become a contagion
that infects us now from birth. What happens when survival
of the fittest no longer plays a role with upcoming technology- or has it already become irrelevant? What characteristics of our nature survive when the technology of our present day catapults us into a realm where evolution seems to confuse on itself? Will this compounded learning curve that today’s
Thinker be required to intercept allow remembrance from the ways of the Old? It seems that a balance between our animalistic strife toward King of the Jungle and our Emily Dickinson heartstrings must be found. We must not forget the ways of the old, yet we must be willing to accept that a new future is indeed approaching. We must be what is to come, and what has been
to become what we ARE. To BE.