Is Interest of the Ego?

There are some things that we like to such an extent that it defines us.
...Cannot understand how it happens to not be a thing loved by all.
Like sentence fragments without a subject, not sure who to include.
I wouldn't know how anyone personally expressed their identity within their own mind.
 Not without starting a conversation.
Momentary social interactions that feel slightly closer than casual always take me by surprise. It is within you to be social to some extent.
When we think about how we can know our own minds exist on an endless plane, but cannot escape the thoughts that echo through the stadium inside out head.
I feel like a soul.
 do not fall to pieces post-realization that ourselves are not the center of the universe

Why I Support GMOs

Genetically Modified Organisms (or GMOs) have been met with a large amount of controversy and resistance in recent years. The term itself has caused an image of evil frankenfoods in a battle with delicate mother nature. This black and white model of biotechnology is a direct result of inadequate scientific research, as well as a lack of scientific literacy of the general public. While there is little conclusive research on the ecological and health effects of GMOs, much of these negative opinions can be traced to the company Monsanto, whose business practices have resulted in numerous protests around the country. Presently, our global agricultural systems prove to in inefficient in their use of resources, causing harm to ourselves and global ecosystems. With a growing uncertainty of weather patterns caused by global climate change, many scientists are looking towards GMOs as a means of future food security. Given the much needed shift towards sustainable agricultural practices, genetic modification offers one solution in decreasing the amount of agricultural inputs currently in use, and even in increasing yields and nutritional quality of some crops. Furthermore, genetic engineering should not be seen as the only road towards sustainability. Efficient design techniques combined with technological innovation together can propel us towards sustainable agriculture.

A glimpse of my rebellious soul

There must be a certain degree of acceptance of society to be able to live happily in it. But what happens when you take the red pill and you find that the rabbit hole only gets deeper? It brings on a feeling of disconnect with the many who don't think to question everything they've ever known. And why should they? By some experience, it appears few of us have looked at our lives from an outside perspective. And while this brings about a certain level of enlightenment, you can never see your life or the workings of society in the same way.

But still, you carry on each day, thinking your life to be filled with what is necessary to get by, ups and downs, social interactions, only longing for some sort of escape from it all, as if there could be an alternative to this society. Small groups that think similarly must exist, but finding and connecting with them to a point where they accept you into their community is too impossible a task to feel realistic.

Theories of utopias conceptualized first in your mind, and second in the words of philosophers, economists, environmentalists, and celebrities which you never knew shared your point of view. Leadership without corruption, anarchism without violence, honest media, and trading acts of kindness. All elements of what I see as a better and entirely possible world.

I cannot stand the thought of working full time at something that gives me nothing but money in return. Being too exhausted to be autonomous, have my own thoughts, relax. Give into materialistic convenience and mindless entertainment. Become the perfect robotic consumer droning on as weeks run together and dreams drift out of reach.

I may have what appears to be a naive and unrealistic perspective of this better world. Though something tells me I'm not alone in this. This little corner of the world is all I've ever known. My home has become like a cage that occasionally is unlocked, only to remind me that I've outgrown this city that no longer brings me the comfort of familiarity. I have yet to earn my freedom. College is like a test I must pass to get out.

Then I must ask myself if this cage exists around me, or within me.
Getting out is not being uncomfortable looking strangers in the eye.
Getting out is not feeling like I'm watching my life instead of living it.
Getting out is feeling like I belong somewhere.
Getting out is adventure, natural beauty and falling in love.
Getting out is learning to support myself.
Getting out is feeling inspired by new experiences.
Getting out is finding people who also have a vision of a better world.