Computer and TV screens create a form of reality for most people, alarmingly so with young people and their Facebook and digital device obsession.
What should have been a boon for humankind regarding the exchange of information now looks like it will create the unhealthiest generation we have ever experienced.
I can understand the addictive properties these things have, and succumb to them myself sometimes, but I will always force myself to go outside for large parts of an average day.
This often feels hardly more real than the digital, indoors reality, as I have been convinced for a long time now that each person (or observer) interacts with and creates their own universe. This has been based on Buddhism, instinct, musing, and being angered by the certainty of most scientists that they are explaining existence.
At last, an eminent scientist, Robert Lanza, has written a book about Biocentrism – that is, reality only comes into existence when observed. This has confirmed my belief that I am an interaction with the Universe— there are not two separate entities (me and the Universe) but just one (me/Universe).
So, as a hard day’s work stretches in front of me as I strive to create reality, I dig holes, stack wood into weird piles, build wonky stairways and paths in the garden (or rather, wilderness), cut trees and shrubbery and let them grow (or overgrow) again. I stop and start, moving from one job to another and never finishing, largely regardless of time and time limits.
I take the dogs for a walk, even though it may be cold, wet and windy and they stare at me in horror before deciding to humour me by trotting along, just in case I fall into the creek again.
This is timeless, non-busy and simple as I wander around interacting with trees, sky, cosmic rays, dog poo, far-flung galaxies, birds, bees, animals and the odd human, all of which contribute to my piece of creation.