Timeless, not timely. #3
What is the universe made of? Atoms? Nah.
Hey there, friend!
The last few days I went on a stroll before doing any productive work. Early morning, crisp and misty air.
My dog Sol needs it, so I gladly oblige. While it’s crucial to know how to be with oneself, I sometimes take the opportunity to listen to familiar voices, usually in podcast form.
I had a dream in which I was having an amicable chat with the writer Salman Rushdie. (Hey NYC folks, do you guys call him Sah-man Rushdie?) I decided to look him up, see what he’s up to. On his Twitter feed I stumbled upon an interview he gave on the Quarantine Tapes, a podcast dedicated to inquiring what Interesting People™ are keeping themselves busy during lockdown. I jumped right into it because my good friend Giacomo had already recommended it.
Towards the end Mr. Rushdie defines stories, narrative, as “the memory of the human race”. They teach us who we are, as a species, as a Civilization and where we’re heading. I add that writing them is as important as selecting and sharing them.
Astronaut gives you a different way to glance at the human race. I could watch this for hours on end. Sit back and hit the space key (this is better enjoyed on a computer, not your phone).
There are now more than 150 folks reading this. Thank you for sticking around, and for sharing your most precious resource; attention. Onward to 200! 🥂