We are learning at every moment. In the still moments during the night where we are dreaming. The boring, idle, flashes of time during the day where we wish to be somewhere or someone else. The moments that are spent in a haze of tech induced glaze, audio resonance, or some other medium that takes our attention from the undeniable fact that we are existing in a closed circuit.

The fight against cynicism or pessimism is that we can’t imagine ourselves to be the sole creators of our destinies. And how could we? Easily— if you adhere to the false pseudo-American manifest destiny bootstrap nonsense that implores you to give up any understanding of the universe. You’ll forget that we are not alone— nor does anything we do happen in isolation. There is no escaping the connected nature of our lives. We do not succeed or fail on our own.