We live in exciting times, don't we? A world where bananas have more trade regulations than AK-47s. A world where suicide is fast becoming a significant cause of death. A world where ignorance is more than just bliss. A world where kids are fed technology instead of values. For some cute reasons, the logic behind most events nowadays is left behind. We are running like never before, knowing very well that we are only in a hurry to be late. Our system is so integrated that it has become claustrophobic. Where is the space to breathe and be ourselves? We are performing wherever we go. No other creature does that, neither to themselves nor to others. In the meanwhile, we are doing this planet wrong and we all know it. Yet, somehow, we pretend as if it doesn't matter. We litter and spread plastic instead of education, conveniently forgetting that we are going to suffocate our children's grandkids—if at all they happen. The pollution won't let them sprout. Who knows? Going by the rate we are messing up the ecosystem, there is little to no time left to get our act together. There are about 422 trees per person left today. Sounds like a lot, no? Not enough actually. Their figures have dropped more than 50% since human civilization bothered to take place. We've been fighting with forest when we should have taken them into confidence. We've befriended oil fields assuming that's the only way forward. It isn't. The worst part is we don't even know where we look for answers. National Geographic enlightened us for more than a century. We owe a great deal to them but the sad part is they recently got bought by 21st Century Fox. Do you really thing a boardroom of businessmen are going to do a better job than scientists, explorers and dreamers? I don't know for sure. The problem is we never know. There's no past or future. Only present and we are busy screwing it. Our priorities seem misplaced. We are piling up weapons instead of libraries. If something isn't working for us, we need to get out of our comfort zone and discover. But we are too afraid of the consequences. Less than 5% of the ocean world is discovered. We are trying to figure out the universe that doesn't give a fuck about us. Maybe we should look inward and try to understand why we behave the way we do. Didn't we come from the sea? Shouldn't there be depth in our thoughts?