Daily Post – The Empty Time Capsule

How did past generations survive without internal combustion engines? Without phones, television or the internet? When I contemplate centuries of “ago” what fascinates me most is the lack of things we now take for granted and don’t believe our lives could exist were they not here.

And it’s true…

A time capsule of “now” would, for me, have to be made up of the things we don’t have.

A cure for cancer.

A means of transportation that doesn’t require pollution of any sort.

A way to levitate ourselves – every one of us – in the event of natural disasters, so no one would have to die in earthquakes, storms or tsunamis.

You get the picture: stuff we can’t live without.

Today’s prompt is: What would you put in this year’s time capsule to channel the essence of our current moment for future generations?

Find the Daily Post Prompt here.


15 thoughts on “Daily Post – The Empty Time Capsule

  1. We do take for granted so much.
    I remember kids being fascinated by my stories of life when I was their age. There was one phone in the street, only radio, we went everywhere either on the bus or on weekends in dad’s car, we had only newspapers to learn about the world, our friends were the ones who lived near. You did calculations using your fingers, we wrote by hand, we used erasers(rubbers we called them), you went to sporting events, you read most nights whatever books were available to you. My mum cooked on a fuel stove, bread was white and unsliced and you only had one ‘good’ set of clothes for church on Sunday.
    Great post and so much food for thought Miss Izzy.


  2. Very telling about today. I really had to rack my brain to come up with something that was not cliche. And something that represented the essence of our culture. I took the tongue-in-cheek route, though it took me a while to get there. I’d have to say, if I were really collecting items for a time capsule, I do believe I would come up empty.


    • Finding anything of real importance is hard… especially when you look back and see how useless most things were “way back when…” and if they weren’t useless, they’re still around. πŸ˜›
      Thanks very much for your comment, Timothy. πŸ™‚


  3. On reflection, it seems to me that people back in the day had fewer distractions in their lives. But, are people more intellectually shallow now? It’s arguable either way, I think. A hundred years ago there was also more grinding, boring, repetitive physical work to be done, both for women and men and 12-hour, or more, days were common.

    Today, on the other hand, it seems most people live in a cocoon of repetition. The morning routine, the commute, the job, the cycle of holidays (each of which has grown all out of proportion to its original intent), and the commercialized hunger for more and more stuff, fancier TV’s, and larger houses (and mortgages). Debt was once rare, but now it’s common and comes with paired anxiety. Not to mention 120 channels and nothing to watch. Then there’s the social media phenomenon, Facebook, texting and other forms of navel-gazing.

    What’s it all mean? Beats me. I believe that the meaning of life is in the journey, not in goals per se, but if that’s true then we may be missing the forest while lost in the trees.


    • I think we’ve evolved to meet the needs of the day. Book smarts may not have been as necessary in the days when we were out on the land growing and hunting for our food, but neither was the societal pressure to know a little bit about everything. And possibly it’s that “little bit” that’s adding to our lack of depth.
      I agree that commercialization at the need to keep up with the Joneses has somehow decreased our perception of worth… but as in any generation, there are those who “get it” and those who don’t.
      Priorities change, but I don’t think general intellectualism does.
      I’m with you – material possessions mean nothing. What counts is the way we go from one day to the next and how we affect those around us positively.
      People and trees alike. πŸ˜‰
      Thanks for your thought-provoking comment, Jim. πŸ™‚


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