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Dreams with the dreamy Jeff Bezos
The shape of things to come from a NYC apartment
“Those who predict the future we call futurists. Those who know when the future will happen we call billionaires.” — Horace Dediu
I tentatively claim the title of Futurist. So I’m destined to never achieve billionaire-ism due to my bad timing?
Billionaire level wealth has never been a goal of mine. Accurate futurism is.
I connect with this one more from Dan Clay Of Lippincott in his January Fast Company mini-interview:
“If you want to know how the future will be, study how a billionaire lives today.”
Yes, wealth is time travel. Access to this experience, to the future is limited to those who can afford to think, build, and move boldly into it without fear of basic survival and cognitive capture. Read: without the heavy, slowing burden of poverty in all its forms.
The buzz of daily existence locks me down as much as anyone of the “lower classes”. So I met Jeff Bezos in a casual place where anything was possible: my dreams.
I had an HG Wells dream series, folks.
Dream analysis is woo-woo territory, but this might have some value as a technique for waking life. “what if” was…
