My emotional ride through humanity's endless possibilities
We are a nation of lost souls. We have swapped the security blanket of religion for the cold harsh light of truth. We wander like bewildered two-year-olds lost in a grocery store. What began like a moment of freedom has swiftly translated into a terrifying ordeal. We have three choices: stay out in the cold, embrace it even; return to our mother's arms and the refuge that lies within. Or we can seek new truths, new comforts.
The latter choice, the era of self-enlightenment is truly upon us. It is the new drug of the thinking classes, the opiate we choose in the search for fulfilment. We had become a nation of fast food snackers and now we need substance.
The route to enlightenment has many paths. Last year, I attended a Jordan Belfort seminar - he of the Wolf of Wall Street fame. The seminar was aimed at making money but he caught the mood of the audience at an early stage.