Why did so many strangers weep for Steve Jobs? It’s too simple to say it was because he gave us products we love without asking why we love the way we do. It’s too simple even to conclude we love them because it connect us to a wider world and the people in our lives that are far away because these machines isolate us too.
Perhaps the contradictory nature of our experience with these gadgets
mirrors the contradiction in Jobs himself. He was an artist who sought perfection but could never find peace. He had the focus of a monk, but none of the empathy. He offered us freedom, but only within a closed garden, to which he held the key.
To reconcile these contradictories, we have to look to ourselves.
As Jobs wanted, the screen of my iPhone is dark, a zen landscape of the unseen. if i stare into it, i see an obscure reflection of myself, asking myself what, in buying and using this product, am i doing?
It’s dream machine and you become fascinated by the world you can find on these screens.
我们都不该迷失自己。
在那些东西里。
生命太短。
Let's do some meaningful things.
watch meaningful movies.
have meaning friends.
make meaningful love.
be in a meaningful relationship.
leave the machine aside.
Whatsoever, it's just a machine.
it's not you.
P.S.,看似的美好的东西背后隐藏着这么多丑陋的现实。Jobs真的是个可怕的人。所以说，厚黑学是有道理的。有些人的成功就是要从无数人尸体上踩过去。或许乔布斯是change the world了，但我并不确定那是一个better world.
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