Thang Nguyen 555

Cultures on Collision Course


Been laying and waiting to be discovered. No none remembers me. Even when they occasionally do, in passing, it’s their mental image of me they think of, not my current and actual stage (rotten to the bones, meatless hence brainless).

I am a brainchild of sciences in my days e.g. herbs and preservatives, nice clothes and coffins. Still rot I.

For eternity to come, perpetually irrelevant and insignificant.

What advices can a Mummy offer to grads (as if it matters from my P.O.V.). My fellow mummy Steve Jobs once said “Stay hungry” and his crowning achievement was a team of likeminded individuals (the irony is that, individuals who think different, come together for a common project…may end up taking quite a bit long time to reach cohesiveness).

Alright, alright. I know your time is short, your patience thin (unlike mine). So I get right to the point.

You need to immediately cross-out what’s on your “to be accomplished” list – after having questioned what’s on the list in the first place.

From what I have gone through and now able to look back, many of the so-called “trends” and “triggers” don’t mean a thing i.e. hair and shoulder pads (80’s), knee-high socks and disco (70’s).

Two words : “scarcity” and “values”.

Both are inter-related i.e. when you’re locked up, freedom is scarcity – an hour out in the yard for instance. Or when you need to get on that last seat before the plane takes off, the airline knows its elastic value, hence high-price.

Never ever allow yourself to be turned into a commodity, even with your un-alterable traits. You are a unique combination of millions of evolution years, of science trying to perfect itself, and of your ancestors (hunters/gatherers) surviving scarcity of foods and limited life span.

So toss those silly hats in the air (those hats are commodities, like a Hallmark card, but priced high due to their sentimental and celebratory values).

Take off your shoes and feel the sand of the sea shores at ocean temperatures. Allow yourself to be bathed in what the Universe is trying to say to you…i.e. you are increasingly irrelevant as time progresses (like musicians of the 80’s or oil in the near future).

I am a Mummy. I leave behind a large footprint and a damaged environment. What I touched died. I am very sorry for my existence then extinction. My only Mummy’s regret is – I should have planted more trees, whose shades I would never sit under.

Grads, Be Glad, for a life ahead, not a rear-view mirror one like mine since they mummified me. When you are “deleted” from the space/time continuum, you float for an eternity of nothingness and regrets (visualize a George Clooney unplugging himself to be dissipated in space – making it possible for Sandra Bullock to come back to Earth).

I root for you, am your fan, and wish you always are of values to your family and community, a scarcity to be valued, not a commodity to be exploited.

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