Colossians 2:8

8 See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces[a] of this world rather than on Christ.

And here I am, returning to my old tradition of learning and writing, far less influenced by the world’s attempts to mold me through its virtual reality. The world’s efforts to alter my behavior, just as it has altered others, are clear, but the Lord would not have it. He guides me back to the path I am meant to follow. All this talk of technology, speculative money, fame, and power—the idols of our age—will ultimately be relegated to the annals of human folly. I want no part of it. My goal remains unchanged: to cherish the gifts of God, especially through His creation in its purest, rawest form.

People may think of me as nostalgic or someone retreating into the past.I search for places that resemble the old: virgin forests, uncharted lands, non-tilled, pure and raw mountains. Back to the time when man roamed the earth to hunt and plant their food, when the day became a flurry of activities that involved chickens and feeding pigs, when one gets up very early to manually milk the cows. What is so wrong with seeking the calm, peace, and quiet that God intended for us? What is wrong with embracing a life of physical activity, self-reliance, proper nutrition, and rest?

The world is so enamored with the promises of technology, but today’s advancements seem more about creating machines that rob us of human agency. We do less, depend more, and grow ever more immobilized, glued to our chairs, staring at screens, and living in virtual worlds. With just a button, technology handles tasks we once did ourselves—cleaning, working, even thinking. In the process, we neglect the very biology God gave us. That is not how humans were designed.

This obsession with AI frightens me, especially the way it fuels humanity’s age-old temptation to play God or create one. It reminds me of the golden calf incident during Moses’ time—when people, dissatisfied with what the Lord provided, melted their gold to construct an idol. I refuse to be part of this.

Thankfully, the Lord has helped me discern the false prophets of our time: influencers and Big Tech. It saddens me, though it is no surprise, that humanity harbors an inherent desire to be worshiped. Many today—knowingly or not—play into the devil’s game, prioritizing self-glorification over the well-being of others.

On Human Relationships and the Lure of Simplicity

I recently watched a video about a British man who retired in Thailand with a practical plan: his savings of £250,000 and a steady monthly income of £1,500 would sustain a comfortable, simple life. Things went smoothly until he sought a relationship.

He met a Thai woman 16 years younger through a dating site, and their whirlwind romance led to marriage. But red flags abounded. He spent his savings on a house in her village, a truck, and multiple failed business ventures she initiated. Each time, he depleted more of his funds until he was left with just £40,000. The woman had used his money to elevate her status in her community, leaving him financially vulnerable and emotionally drained. He eventually separated from her, moving to a small rental in Bangkok, back to isolation and financial insecurity.

The lesson? Be wary of emotional decisions, especially in unfamiliar cultures. Romanticized ideas of relationships can blind us to reality, especially when loneliness and alcohol cloud judgment.

I’ve faced similar temptations. During visits home, it was all too easy to be swayed by sob stories and the allure of being someone’s “savior.” I’ve learned to recognize this “hero complex” in myself. It’s humbling to admit that the one who truly needs saving is me.

On Retirement, Travel, and Contentment

As I grow older, I realize the importance of making thoughtful decisions about how I spend my time and resources. Social media often tricks me into believing others lead better, happier lives. But I remind myself: the grass isn’t greener on the other side; it’s just as ordinary as mine when I look closely.

Traveling alone has often left me more isolated than inspired. I’ve found myself in foreign places, surrounded by couples, families, and friends, feeling even more aware of my solitude. Why spend thousands to see a new place when I could find joy at home—writing, tending my garden, honing my skills, or walking in the park?

True enjoyment comes from purpose, not comparison. I’ve learned that trips should have meant—a chance to learn, grow, or connect deeply. Otherwise, the joy I seek is fleeting, and I’m left with emptiness.

Gratitude for Simplicity

At this moment, I’m doing one of the things I love most: meditating and writing. Technology, when used wisely, can be a gift from God—a tool to store thoughts, learn, or find brief diversions. But I refuse to let it consume me.

As I reflect, I am reminded that joy lies in the simple, intentional life. Comparing myself to others only leads to discontent. God has given me everything I need—His creation, the gift of contemplation, and the ability to find purpose in my daily routines.

I pray for discernment and wisdom as I navigate this complex, noisy world. And I take comfort in knowing that as long as I remain rooted in Him, I will find peace.

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