Something that has startled me in my young adult years is the concept that value isn’t timeless; it isn’t fixed, finite nor objectively true. The value one places in a certain object, person or even memory is constantly subject to every day movements; one’s mood, one’s activity and – by extension – one’s knowledge of the world.
The English language is filled to the brim, permeated in every dimension with colourful metaphors that emphasize a weightlessness, lack of substance. From being swept away by a surprise kiss, a dazzling array of displays or a tantalizing taste, to being brought back down to earth, feeling light as a feather, and so on.
Everyone has a view. Everyone has their three pennies, their ‘truth’, their bubble.
Statistics and collective data do not equate to truth. Numbers and calculations do not depict reality. Publications and press releases do not uncover all that is unrevealed.
Think of the faint, dancing flow of a burning candle, the sparkly, iridescent quality of fairy lights or the stark, sophisticated display of house lighting; regardless of its form, light is a fundamental part of our lives.
And yet, so many live without it.
Be it caressing a warm cup of tea in your favourite mug whilst watching a show, taking the time to hand-cook your most scrumptious meal, or speak on the phone with a relative or close friend, rituals give us continuity in a medium of infinite effervescence.
On a lazy Sunday evening, cozy sweater rumpled, muffled music playing in the background, I was scrolling through my newsfeed and came across a peculiar question: should robots be given citizenship rights?
Increasingly celebrities and other popular social media figures are ripping off curtains of fictitious beauty. From Alicia Keys wearing absolutely no make up to one of the most filmed moments in the history of the pop culture stratosphere (i.e. walking the red carpet), to Dove’s campaign for Real Beauty, we as an online society are finally being conditioned into a more body-positive, self-loving environment, whether it be through pointed campaigns or personal acts of choice, and I couldn’t be happier about it.