As we leave the first decade of the 21st century behind us, what is the century beginning to shape into?; what is the story beginning to look like? The story of the 20th century possibly started in 1914, with the first world war; will this century's changing moment happen so soon in its early teens? Perhaps this century is going to be our (humanity's) most turbulent ever.
My, originally rather large amount, of hope and sentiment, carried from my youth, has been all but erased in this first decade of the new millennia. As a relatively unheard of artist, my concerns about the planet and my future upon it, much outweigh my opportunities to share and discuss them, and because I am disinterested in 'careers' this is likely to remain unchanged.
Consumerism has destroyed all real purpose because it has destroyed all values except that of money, so nothing else but spending, making money and materialistic success has any point to it. The thing is this is also destroying the planet - and our chances of survival. This is a double hammer blow, and I probably would have been a solitary meanderer without both, but now I am an eternal meanderer; looking for a way out - an exit.
The subtitle 'The muted cries of a 21st century person' is written as such because I do not believe that my concerns - the issues buzzing around in my skull - are much different to anybody else's. Maybe I'm just disturbed by the alarm bells? This book is essentially writings from my solitary traveling around the land, by train, bus and foot. I've been desperately wanting to change this, because, even if humanity is in for a tough tough ride, I still believe those when they tell me that I still have to enjoy life - I just wish it was this easy. The writings in this book were my attempt to change all this, amidst the confusion and the media-bombardment of the modern world. I have to find my way.