It’s Just a Ride

In 100 years, people will struggle to name famous people from 2024

In 200, there will only be a handful of names they can say

In 300, there won’t be “people” and all of today’s internet will fit on a SD micro-sized holographic crystal.

Today, right now, other people mostly don’t really think that much about you. Maybe a few at this moment. But they won’t even remember their thoughts a decade or so from now. Your great great great grandchildren won’t know about anything you did – unless they want to ask the internet, which they probably won’t, as more choices = more distraction. Yet someday, all of this will be reduced to a 5mm layer of sediment, a record of all our hopes and dreams, and whatever we became will look back at our era as we look at trilobite fossils on a cliff wall.

Live life on your own terms. Seize the day. It’s just a ride. We are barrelling through time. Do what you love. This may be your last chance.

Andrew Humphries and Colin Bennun made the track above with a Bill Hicks sample.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Bonus tracks from Yello!