MOST of us, whether we are in a remote village in Papua New Guinea or in the sprawling mess that is Australian suburbia, live in two worlds.
One of our worlds is the reality that Thomas Hobbes, the English philosopher, described as “solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short”. That world, despite what we say and claim, still persists in our suburban enclaves and in our isolated villages.
The other world that we live in is the unreality that is our own creation. We constantly hover between these two worlds. Sometimes people can’t tell the difference.
We create artificialities to remove ourselves as far as possible from the realities of life and our origins. Paradoxically, many of these devices simply mirror our difficulties.