The Internet of People seems so much more important and interesting than the Internet of Things.
It is so much easier to assume than to prove; it is so much less painful to believe than to doubt; there is such a charm in the repose of prejudice, when no discordant voice jars upon the harmony of belief; there is such a thrilling pang when cherished dreams are scattered, and old creeds abandoned, that it is not surprising that men should close their eyes to the unwelcome light.
Music can transport us. Bring us back to a time and place… to a lover, a sunset, a party, a moment.
Music that moves us most deeply is even more fundamental. It expresses something inside we know is true. It articulates what we have been unable to put into our own words. We feel known and we feel hope. We have a new understanding of the human condition and our own experience.
When we find someone to share music with, we thus have the possibility of being deeply connected. When that incredible drop unites everyone on the dance floor. When the rapper speaks truth. When the piano brings rapture.
So here’s to the DJs. The artists. The producers. The songwriters. The musicians. You speak for us. You bring us back to ourselves. And that’s an amazing gift.
Here’s some music that has moved me lately:
Today I am more than ever frightened. I wish it would dawn upon engineers that, in order to be an engineer, it is not enough to be an engineer. While they are minding their own business history may be pulling away the ground under their feet.
Alertness is what we require. We are not allowed to confine ourselves within our professions, but must live in full view of the entire scene of life, which is always total. The supreme are of living is consummation gained by no single calling an no single science, and many things besides. It is an all-heeding circumspection.
excerpted from “Toward a Philosophy of History” by Jose Ortega y Gasset, 1941