Colony made me think harder than a zombie movie should

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I finally watched Colony, the new film from Yeon Sang-ho, the same director behind Train to Busan. The moment I saw his name on another zombie movie, I already knew I had to watch it. His earlier work set such a high bar that I walked in with expectations, maybe unfairly high ones. I was bracing myself for more of those fast, snarling zombies tearing down a train carriage. What I got instead quietly messed with my head, in the best way.


(Heads up: spoilers ahead.)


The zombies in Colony are on a completely different level. They are not just mindless bodies chasing the nearest warm thing. They have some kind of consciousness. They learn. They communicate with each other. There is a genuine intelligence in the way they move as a group, almost like they are thinking as one. Set them next to the zombies in Train to Busan and the difference is night and day. These ones have evolved, and that single idea is what kept me thinking long after the movie ended.


What also worked on me was the setting. Most of the film traps you inside one building, and that claustrophobia does a lot of the heavy lifting. There is no wide-open escape, no running into the sunset. Just walls, corridors, and people slowly realising there is nowhere left to go. A few scenes hit harder than the rest, either emotionally or because they made me sit up and actually think.


The opening: two professors who couldn’t make it work
The film opens at a biotech press conference inside the building, where we meet two professors who used to be married. They have since separated. From what I could tell, the husband simply couldn’t keep up with the way his wife thinks, that standalone, doesn’t-quite-fit-the-mould kind of mind. They are not together anymore, but they still operate side by side like close colleagues. It is a strange dynamic, a little awkward, a little tender, and somehow it works. I liked that the film let them be complicated instead of forcing a tidy backstory on us.


The “vaccine” and the rooftop evacuation route
There is a moment where a policeman gets hold of the so-called “vaccine”, which turns out to be a mastermind rather than a vial. He tries to drag this man up to the excavation roof, and he is so desperate to do it that he shoots one of his own team members along the way. After all that, he still doesn’t make it out. Watching it, one line kept running through my head: when self-interest takes over, people will do whatever it takes (人为了利益 是会不择手段), and their thinking bends to the extreme. It is uncomfortable to watch because it feels true. Strip away the safety nets, and you find out fast what someone is willing to trade.

The wife, the SWAT team, and being believed only once
The professor’s wife heads into the infected building to figure out what is actually going on. Because she is seen as the more influential voice, she is the one sent to speak to the authorities. She tells the SWAT and government teams that if they kill that first person that gets infected, everything will stop. So they hunt him down via CCTV search and kill him. However, it doesn’t stop. It gets worse. Most of the SWAT team ends up infected and turns, right in front of everyone. That scene taught me something blunt about how big organisations work. The moment your call turns out wrong, you only get believed once, never twice. Later, when she insists they have to kill the person carrying the vaccine (which is the mastermind), nobody listens. They have already written her off as someone who lied, and by then everyone is just trying to save their own skin. The tragedy is that she might have been right the second time. It just no longer mattered, because trust had already left the room.

What I took away

A few things stuck with me after the credits rolled.
1. When self-interest is at stake, people will do almost anything, and their thinking slides toward the extreme (为了利益 不择手段). The film keeps showing you this, quietly, until you can’t unsee it.


2. The whole “collective organism” idea is fascinating and unsettling at the same time. If humans could be controlled and merged into one mind, sure, everyone would move in perfect sync. But that is just groupthink with extra steps. The price of all that harmony is the freedom to decide for yourself.


3. If you always follow the crowd and never voice your own opinion, you slowly lose the ability to make your own judgement at all. Use it or lose it, even when it comes to thinking.


4. Which leaves me with the question the whole film kept poking at: is being the one who doesn’t fit in (不合群) actually a flaw? Or is it just having a mind of your own?


For a zombie movie, Colony left me chewing on far more than I expected. And here is the part I love. The Korean title, 군체, literally means “collective body”. Once you know that, the film stops being just a horror flick and turns into a quiet question about how much of yourself you quietly give up, just to belong.

That last question is the one that followed me out of the cinema, because it is one I have lived. I have spent most of my life not quite following the script everyone else seemed to be reading from, and for a long time I assumed that made me the problem, the one who didn’t fit. Colony made me wonder if I had it backwards. Maybe the people who never break from the group aren’t safer, just quieter. And maybe being a little 不合群 was never the flaw I thought it was. Maybe it was just me, holding on to the right to think for myself.

One Month After My Birthday: A Quiet Question About What Makes Us Human

Exactly one month ago, I celebrated my birthday (another year older), quietly wishing I could earn more, do more, and finally figure out what I’m truly meant to do with my life.

Today, while the world moved through Lunar New Year festivities with noise, laughter, and a reunion dinner. I found myself in a slower orbit. Quiet. Reflective. For once, time felt like it was stretching open instead of rushing past me.

And in that silence, I started updating my résumé, taking LinkedIn Learning courses, and exploring new skills. It felt practical at first. Productive, even. But somewhere between one tutorial and another AI demo, the question quietly arrived:

What really makes a human… human?

Because everything feels like it’s accelerating now.

AI no longer just assists; it collaborates. Tools like Claude’s Co-Work feature, powered by Opus 4.6, can control windows, manage workflows, and execute tasks through simple prompts. It’s almost like an invisible colleague working beside us. The gap between thought and execution is shrinking. You think it; the machine moves.

I tried it myself, giving it a few prompts to organize my Gmail inbox, and watching it run automatically on my laptop felt both impressive and slightly surreal, as if intention had finally learned how to act without friction. Of course, that level of automation comes with a cost; the credits get used up quickly when you let it operate at full capacity. Just jaw-dropping to me.

Efficiency has never been so simple as you could imagine. What once required planning, effort, and hours of mental switching now happens through a few lines of prompts almost instantly. The systems respond, tasks move, windows open, emails sort themselves, and workflows run quietly in the background. It feels powerful, almost addictive like standing at the edge of a future where execution no longer depends on how much energy you have left.

And yet… that ease makes me pause.

Because when everything starts to feel seamless, I begin to wonder whether we are removing friction or removing something else along the way. The struggle to figure things out, the small moments of problem-solving, even the boredom between tasks… those used to shape how we think. Now, speed replaces waiting. Automation replaces effort. The distance between idea and result collapses into something almost invisible.

If intelligence can be automated, if workflows can be delegated, if productivity becomes increasingly frictionless, then what remains that belongs only to us? Perhaps it’s not execution anymore. Machines can execute. They can optimize, predict, and organize. But they do not sit in silence and question meaning. They do not feel uncertain after a birthday passes, or reflective during a quiet holiday, or curious about whether they are moving in the right direction. They don’t carry memory, longing, or the weight of choices.

Maybe what remains is awareness: that ability to pause even when everything invites us to move faster. The ability to ask why, not just how. The ability to choose what deserves our energy, rather than simply maximizing output.

And maybe that is the strange paradox of this moment: the more friction disappears, the more intentional we must become about staying human.

The Strange Gift of Free Time

Lunar New Year usually carries celebration, but this year it gave me something else: space.

Space to notice how quickly technology is evolving. Space to look at my own career path. Space to revisit the question that quietly follows many of us as we grow older:

Am I moving with intention, or simply keeping up?

I read a piece recently by Dan Koe “How to Fix Your Entire Life in One Day.” The title sounds dramatic, almost impossible. But what struck me wasn’t the promise of instant transformation. It was the underlying idea: sometimes change doesn’t require time, it requires a decision.

One clear day of clarity. One honest audit of who you are, what you’re doing, and why.

And maybe that’s where humanity lives.

Not in our speed.
Not in our efficiency.
But in our ability to pause and choose deliberately.

AI Can Execute, But It Cannot Meaningfully Desire

AI can organize information, optimize workflows, and even generate ideas. It can help us work faster than ever.

But it doesn’t wake up wondering if it’s enough.
It doesn’t reflect on birthdays.
It doesn’t sit with discomfort or question its purpose.

Humans live in tension between ambition and meaning; progress and presence.

We don’t just do things.
We feel our way through them.

And maybe that’s why moments like this hit differently. When the calendar slows down, when work quiets, when you’re left alone with your own thoughts… you realize that the real work isn’t always external.

Sometimes the real work is asking:

  • Who am I becoming in this fast-moving world?
  • Am I building a life, or just optimizing tasks?
  • What parts of me should never be automated?

The Illusion of “Fixing Everything”

The phrase “fix your entire life in one day” feels bold, but maybe the point isn’t perfection.

Maybe the point is alignment.

A single day where you get brutally honest:

  • about where your energy goes,
  • about what truly matters,
  • about what you’re avoiding.

One day to reset direction, even if the execution takes months or years.

Because life doesn’t change when everything is finished.
Life changes when clarity appears.

What Makes Us Human

Sitting here today, after a month of being a little older and (hopefully) a little wiser, this is what I’m beginning to believe:

Being human is not about competing with AI.

It’s about the things that cannot be scaled or automated:

  • Wonder.
  • Reflection.
  • Meaning.
  • Connection.
  • Choosing purpose over pure productivity.

Machines can help us move faster. But only humans can decide where to go.

A Quiet Resolution

Maybe this season: the moment between a birthday reflection and the stillness of Lunar New Year isn’t about reinventing everything overnight.

Maybe it’s about noticing the direction of the wind.

Learning new tools. Updating the résumé. Staying relevant in a world that keeps accelerating because standing still is not an option. But at the same time, holding onto something softer.

The courage to pause.
The willingness to sit with discomfort.
The discipline to ask uncomfortable questions, and the patience to listen to your own answers without rushing to fix them.

Because in a future filled with intelligent systems, automation, and endless optimization, the rarest skill might not be intelligence at all. It might be self-awareness, that quiet ability to know who you are while everything around you keeps changing.

And perhaps that, more than anything else, is what makes us human.

The Paradox of Purpose: Why We Exist in the First Place

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A deep reflection on life, death, and the architecture of meaning

I recently stumbled upon a Chinese TikTok post that said, with startling bluntness: “人活着就是为了死亡” Means “People live to die”.

At first glance, it sounds brutal, almost nihilistic. But the more I sat with it, the more I realized how much clarity hides inside that one sentence. It’s a reminder that life is finite, fragile, and never guaranteed. And perhaps, the very fact that death is inevitable is what gives life its texture, urgency, and depth.

Beyond Titles and Labels

We spend so much of our lives chasing roles and identities: student, employee, manager, parent, achiever. These labels help us navigate society, but they aren’t the essence of living. If all we live for is to stack titles like Lego blocks, then the TikTok line slices through the illusion: none of those will follow us past the grave. So what’s left when you strip away status? Experience. Relationships. Growth. The small, luminous moments like laughter that can’t be faked, a conversation that shifts your perspective, the quiet satisfaction of overcoming something you once thought impossible.

Death as Teacher, Not Enemy

To say “we live to die” is not to glorify despair. It is to acknowledge reality. Death is not a glitch in the system. It is the bookend that frames the story. Without it, our days would blur endlessly, stripped of urgency or meaning. When we accept death as teacher, life becomes a classroom where every experience is both practice and preparation. Preparation not in a grim, fatalistic way, but in the sense of learning how to let go, how to forgive, how to leave things better than we found them.

Purpose as Practice

If life is bound for death, then purpose cannot be a trophy we display. It has to be something we practice daily. Purpose isn’t discovered in a single flash; it’s shaped through rhythm, repetition, and ritual. Saying what matters now instead of waiting for “someday.” Building systems of care: for family, friends, even strangers. Turning empathy into small actions that outlast the moment.

Purpose is less about what you call yourself and more about what you consistently create, even in tiny, almost invisible ways.

The INFJ Lens

As an INFJ, I tend to see patterns beneath the surface. I feel the pull to make sense of contradictions. And here’s the paradox I can’t escape: if we live only to die, then the only sane response is to live fully: to create, connect, and commit. We cannot control the ending. But we can control the narrative arcs in between: the projects we build, the people we touch, the ways we stitch our private reflections into something that quietly serves others.

Living as if It Matters

So perhaps the real purpose of life isn’t some grand cosmic assignment. Maybe it’s as simple and as difficult as this: to live in such a way that your days add up to something you’re not ashamed to leave behind.

We live to die, yes. But in between, we live to love, to learn, to grow, and to design a life that would feel tender to part with.

And that, to me, is enough.

The Quiet Crisis: Reflecting on the Global Demographic Tipping Point

This morning, I found myself absorbed in a thought-provoking documentary by FT Film titled Japan’s population crisis reaches tipping point. It detailed Japan’s struggles over the past 30 years, coping with anaemic economic growth and a steadily shrinking population. The documentary emphasized that 2025 is set to be a critical year. This year will mark the moment when Japan’s escalating costs may finally outpace the country’s capacity to manage them effectively.

Leo Lewis, FT’s Tokyo bureau chief, expertly guided viewers through Japan’s demographic landscape. He highlighted the economic ramifications and the profound social implications of this slow-burning crisis. The film also briefly touched upon China’s demographic challenges, a legacy of its one-child policy. As the documentary unfolded, I couldn’t help but think: This isn’t just Japan’s problem. It’s a worldwide issue. It increasingly concerns our younger generations. Those aged 18-35 now bear the brunt of these demographic shifts.

As part of this younger demographic myself, the realities of our shrinking workforce and ageing populations resonate deeply. We, the youth, are inheriting a world. In this world, the ratio of those dependent on support, primarily the elderly, compared to the working population is rapidly growing. This imbalance is reshaping our societies, economies, and even our family structures.

For many of us, uncertainty has become a familiar companion. Economic instability, higher taxes, and concerns about the sustainability of healthcare and pension systems loom large. Younger generations are confronted by critical questions: Will we be able to support an ageing population? Can we achieve financial security ourselves amid rising costs and shrinking resources? And perhaps most importantly, will we find opportunities to thrive, not just survive?

The crisis in Japan acts as a powerful warning for the rest of the world. But it also holds invaluable lessons. Solutions may lie in innovative policy changes. These include better immigration integration and increased incentives for having children. Redefining employment structures can allow greater flexibility and inclusivity. Countries must rethink how they allocate resources and support systems to ensure fairness and sustainability for future generations.

Reflecting on these issues, it becomes clear that action must start with awareness. On a personal level, having parents over 70 years old has underscored these issues for me. It has made them even more real. As they age, I frequently wonder if I’m ready to adapt to their changing needs and pace of life. Can I balance caring for them with pursuing my own personal ambitions and goals? This internal struggle highlights the urgency of these conversations. Engaging proactively in policy dialogues is crucial. Advocating for meaningful change is important. However, there are other significant ways young people can contribute. These include supporting local community initiatives. They also involve fostering inter-generational connections. Embracing lifelong learning helps adapt to economic shifts. Nurturing personal resilience and empathy is important too. Because ultimately, the future being shaped today is the world we will inherit tomorrow.

The global demographic crisis isn’t merely an economic issue. It’s deeply social, impacting every aspect of our lives. As I turned off the documentary, I realized the urgency of collective action and innovative thinking. It is up to us, the young, energetic and innovative, to envision and actively build a sustainable future.

We may not have created this crisis, but in places like Singapore, the effects are becoming increasingly visible. It’s common now to see retirees working as dishwashers, cleaners, or taking on physically demanding jobs. They often say it’s to remain active. However, there’s an underlying reality that many continue to work because retirement isn’t financially feasible. This raises serious concerns about societal support structures, inter-generational responsibilities, and the dignity of ageing. Our generation holds the power and creativity to address these issues thoughtfully, shaping a balanced, inclusive, and compassionate future. Through innovation, we can build hopeful solutions. Community engagement and collaboration will provide dignity and respect for everyone, regardless of age.

AI vs Humans: My Late-Night Reflection on What Truly Makes Us Human

The room was still. Only the soft hum of my laptop filled the silence. I sat under the familiar glow of the screen, yet something felt different. My heart was heavy. My thoughts raced faster than my fingers typed.

I had just finished watching a powerful online panel discussion. The title alone was sobering:
“AI Agents Emergency Debate: These Jobs Won’t Exist in 24 Months! We Must Prepare for What’s Coming!”

The speakers, leading thinkers and technology experts, explored the future of work, society, and human identity. Artificial intelligence is advancing rapidly. It soon surpasses human capabilities in many industries.

I stared at the screen in disbelief. Suddenly, this was not abstract theory. It was personal. I was no longer just an observer. I felt caught in the middle of a growing storm.

A quiet panic set in.
What if machines can do my job? What if they do it better? What truly makes me… human?

These questions had already lingered in my mind long before watching the video. I had even asked my part-time colleagues at work, “Are you worried AI will one day replace your job?” I followed up with, “What makes us human at work, especially when AI seems capable of doing so much?”

I stared into the darkness. Then I whispered to myself:
We are not machines.

So, what separates us?
After much reflection, I’ve come to believe it lies not in what we do, but in who we are.

I’ve spent hours pondering this, whether during my solitary gym training sessions, quiet nights staring at a glowing laptop, or even random discussions with my part-time colleagues about the rise of AI. I’m someone who constantly questions, always seeking meaning, rarely content with the surface-level answer. My love for reading, research, self-improvement, and even the rhythm of badminton matches against the soft thud of the shuttlecock. These are not things a machine can feel.

AI can replicate tasks, generate patterns, and offer suggestions. But it cannot stand at the foot of a mountain, breathless from the climb, reflecting on how that moment represents personal victory over struggle.

AI cannot experience the frustration and awkwardness of a strained human relationship, yet still choose compassion and forgiveness.

AI cannot hold the weight of uncertainty about life’s purpose, yet push forward with quiet determination to keep searching.

What separates us is that we live, we struggle, we care, we dream. We get knocked down (sometimes physically, like in training or on a hike!) and we get back up, not because we are programmed to, but because we choose to.

That free will, the messy, beautiful unpredictability of being human, is something no algorithm can ever own.

I know now that my purpose is not to outrun machines, nor to be crushed by them. It is to lean into the very things they can’t be: empathetic, adaptable, creative, and driven by a moral compass that seeks meaning, not just metrics.

I don’t have all the answers, and honestly, I’m learning to be okay with that. Life, much like my hikes, my gym sessions, or my endless pursuit of improvement, is about embracing the climb even when the peak is hidden in the fog.

The Art of Deception: A Reflection After Watching ‘Con Mom’

Today’s experience left me stunned, a blend of unexpected timing, eerie coincidence, and a sobering wake-up call.

I had a therapy session earlier, and something my therapist said struck me deeply: “The world is no longer what it used to be. Trust is rare, and people are not always what they seem.” At the time, I nodded, half-aware of the weight in her words. It wasn’t until later, when I found myself watching the Netflix documentary “Con Mom,” that her words echoed back, louder, clearer, and sharper.

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This documentary is not just about a scam. It’s about the level of psychological mastery, the emotional manipulation, the chilling way someone can read you, identify your voids, your soft spots, and weaponize them against you. I was horrified… not just by the scammer, but by how easy it is to fall into such a trap when your mind is not clear and your soul is in need.

What shook me most was the realization that what feels real… can be so fake. It’s almost poetic in a tragic way. When you’re missing something in your life, whether love, affirmation, purpose or stability, that emptiness becomes a signal. A signal only the wrong people know how to tune into. They listen, they learn, and then they strike, not with force, but with familiarity. And just like that, you’re pulled into a fantasy spun so well it feels like truth.

This isn’t just about being scammed out of money. It’s a deeper con. It’s the betrayal of your own intuition. It’s the hijack of your mind. And this documentary taught me something I won’t forget:

Never broadcast what you lack.

Because the moment someone knows your vulnerabilities, what you’re craving, what you’re aching for, they can wear the mask of what you’ve always wanted. They play therapist, friend, parent, lover, savior… but it’s all just a script. A performance designed to unlock your trust and steal your agency.

What this entire experience taught me, from therapy to the documentary, is the importance of self-awareness and self-protection. Not paranoia, not coldness, but wisdom. Know yourself enough so no one else can tell you who you are. Heal your own wounds so they don’t become maps for others to exploit.

The real scam is not just the con itself. It’s the illusion that connection can replace discernment.

And so I end this reflection not in fear, but in clarity:

Guard your mind, guard your heart, and don’t let your emptiness echo too loudly.

Because someone, somewhere, is always listening.

It’s the Environment

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Most of us go through life unaware of how our environment shapes our behaviour.

When we experience “road rage” on a crowded freeway, it’s not because we’re sociopathic monsters. It is because the temporary condition of being behind the wheel in a car, surrounded by rude impatience drivers, triggers a change in our otherwise placid demeanour. We’ve unwittingly placed ourselves in an environment of impatience, competiveness, and hostility – and it alters us.

Our environment can be the angel on our shoulder, making us a better person – like when we find ourselves at a weeding or class reunion. Everyone is hugging and promising to stay in touch and get together real soon. We are altered by the change. We forget our promises. We don’t follow up. We don’t stay in touch. Our environment elevates us, the other erases the good vibes as if they never happened.

Some environment lure us into acting against our interest. That’s what happens when we overspend at the mall. We have chosen to place ourselves in an environment that, based on past experience, will trigger the urge to buy something we neither need nor want.

So why don’t we do what we know is good for us?

Blame it on a fundamental misunderstanding of how our environment shapes our behaviour. It’s a choice between competing environments. Because we don’t appreciate how our environment influences our choice, we fail to make the right choice.

But for now let’s absorb and wallow that our environment is a relentless triggering machine. If we do not create and control our environment, our environment creates and controls us. And the result turns us into someone we do not recognize.

“In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn’t matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Glass    

 

 

Meaningful or Meaningless

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“The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.” – Mahatma Gandhi

I am the only one. But, I am one that I cannot do everything. However, I can do something. And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do.

I have been thinking and talking about the meaningfulness of life and/or work with my friends and colleagues. I am on fire at work working with lazy people  when boss isn’t at work. Literally, when the boss is on leave, the co-workers slack off. For instance, they frequent visit the restroom, surf the web all day or even messaging at their desk, while I am hustling to keep up with my daily workload.  Perhaps, it is not uncommon to come across “snake” co-workers. And, it is not easy to deal with them.

Specifically, a thought came to my mind at that point of time. Why I spend nearly all your waking hours working to get “shits” done? Am I here to show up to waste my time and energy on being angry or annoyed about those lazy colleagues?

I am a firm believer that human beings are the narrative throughout their life. That is, we, as living creatures should live our life to our fullest to love for something that are guided by reasons of love.

Shouldn’t we be living our life absolutely to the fullest? As, we all die in the end. I get real pissed off seeing those slackers at work which triggers me to ponder upon the real meaningfulness in life and work.

In fact, most part of our lives, we spend working to become a people-pleaser. With that, we measure our happiness in terms of how successful we are in these roles.

More precisely, I want to say something. That is, every human beings is at the core of our ability to live meaningful lives. People sometimes judge upon them with envy or admiration. Often, the need for meaning is connected to the sense that one’s life is empty or shallow.

To have a life that not only seems meaningful but is meaningful, the objective aspect is as more important as the subjective.

According to the Stanford research project, social psychologists explored the key differences between lives of happiness and meaningfulness. While the two are similar, dramatic differences exist. That is, one should not underestimate the power of meaningfulness. “The quest for meaning is a key part of what makes us human,” the researchers concluded.

Comparatively, the recognition of meaningfulness as a value has for our concept of self-interest. A life of meaning is more deeply tied to a valued sense of self and one’s purpose in the larger context of life and community.

In other words, whether one’s life or work is meaningful or meaningless, it is all dependence on our interest in being able to see our lives as worthwhile from some point of view external to ourselves, and our interest in being able to see ourselves that enhances its life even if one is unaware of it. For this reason, the whole is greater than the sum of its part.

“People have strong inner desires that shape their lives with purpose and focus – qualities that ultimately make for a uniquely human experience.” – Jennifer Aaker  (Social psychologist)

 

 

 

 

 

The Never-Enough Problem

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The last is normally how people respond when they hear or see the phrase: Never xxx enough. It only takes a few seconds before people fill in the blanks with their tapes.

We get Scarcity Because We Live It.

One of my very favourite writers on scarcity is global activist and fund-raiser Lynne Twist. In her book The Soul of Money, she refers to scarcity as “the great lie.”

She writes: For me, and for many of us, our first waking thought of the day is “I didn’t get enough sleep.” The next one is “I don’t have enough time.” Whether true or not, the thought of ‘not enough’ occurs to us automatically before we even think to question or examine it. We spend most of the hours and the days of our lives hearing, explaining, complaining, or worrying about what we don’t have enough of …

Before we even sit up in bed, before our feet touch the floor, we’re already inadequate, already behind, already losing, already lacking something. And by the time we go to bed at night, our minds are racing with a litany of what we didn’t get, or didn’t get done, that day. We go to sleep burdened by those thoughts and wake up to that reverie of lack.

This internal condition of scarcity, this mind-set of scarcity, lived at the very heart of our jealousies, our greed, our prejudice, and our arguments with life. . . . (pp. 43 – 45).