endless journey by Jonathan Fiero

What is it, to see the world? To see it all would be an impossible endeavor. By this I mean every tree,  every patch of grass, every cloud piercing mountain, every teeming ocean reef. So where should we roam to say we've seen enough? And is seeing it enough alone, or must we rest where we roam; to experience the culture, and landscapes, and all we can take in? Why do we bother collecting things? To what end does a collection of furniture serve, or the matching lamps and side tables, and other accents that complete some commercialized vision portrayed in a catalog?

I don't ask these questions intending to claim we don't need such things. There are certain items of which, when one looks a century past, would have been considered extravagant or unnecessary for the working class. Items unneeded to live a fulfilling life have become necessities of the everyday. But surely, human progression is supposed to lead to lives that are more freely lived...