FrequencyForty

“Less is more” is obsolete. It is dead. We killed it.
Enter the era of More is Less.

More houseplants, more technology, more bullshit.
More podcasts recycling the same unresearched ideas.
More suits, more fakeness, more unhappiness.
More hypocrisy, more laziness, more dependency.
More money, more capitalism, more escapism.
More silent retreats, more digital detoxes, more agents and workflows.
More communication but fewer conversations.
More expectations, more toxic masculinity, more toxic feminism.
More bullying, more emails, more pillows and throws.
More digital pictures, more Amazon boxes, more homophobia.
More perfume aisles. More burnouts.
More career growth and power ladder.
More dangling carrots, more fear, more anxiety, more uncertainty.
More weather small talk, more fake hellos.

And yet,

Less honesty. Less integrity. Less values.
Less long coffees, less laughter, less art.
Less poetry, less inspiration, fewer cigarettes on balconies.
Less dragons, less Game of Thrones, less magic.
Less health, fewer friends, smaller spaces.
Less mindspace, less listening, fewer typewriters.
Fewer random nights, fewer mistakes.
Less solitude, less nature, less tolerance.
No mixed tapes or burning CDs as gifts. Less appreciation for small gestures.
Less men, less women, fewer babies.
And finally less humanity.

The bubble of “more” at the core of our existence
keeps swelling, sucking us in,
pushing us to the edge.

Leaving no space to simply be.
Stripping us of our purpose,
our humanity,
our reason for existence.