Why go to space when we can’t solve our problems here on earth?
Why strive when you could be comfortable?
Why labor when you could take it easy?
Its like the difference between an aficionado and a songwriter...
There is something without a name that drives us. It drives us to plant crops and to build skyscrapers.
It drives when things are good; and sustains us when things are bad.
It fills our soul.
It is something that cannot easily be measured. But the effects of which you can see if you have a keen eye: Paris; New York; Hong Kong; Tibet; Giza the freeways, the subways; the machines; the industry ; the temples; the churches; the cars; the computers; the alcohol; the smoke; the trade and philanthropy of the world; the liberty and individual spirit and intricate interconnectedness of us all.
It is the intangible; The unmeasurable; the unweighable; the indistributable.
It is our spirit. It is the auro.
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