The future is a distant echo, a landscape that exists only in our minds. It is not a shared destination, but a universe that unfolds, unique and personal, deep within each of us. It is yours, it is mine, it belongs to everyone who has the courage to look beyond the hedge of the present.

There can be no "common" future if it is not built on ideas, beliefs, and visions that often risk limiting our imagination. No forecast, not even that of the sharpest analyst or the most honest economist, can truly guarantee what will happen tomorrow. There is nothing certain.

A few years ago, while I was coming home on the train, I realized how true this was. I thought it would be a monotonous workday with no surprises. Instead, it was the exact opposite. My prediction, my imagined future, crumbled in the face of a completely different reality.

So, what’s the point of imagining? Why not close your eyes and let yourself be rocked by the rhythm of the train?

Because imagining the future is not about guessing, but about living. Our world is a canvas on which we project our desires and fears. If it is true that our forecasts can be disproven, it is equally true that sharing these visions can create a current, a dynamic that guides us. The important thing is that these ideas are published, discussed, and tested.

The crisis is the daughter of old patterns

Today's world is a universe of shadows and uncertainties. Pollution, inequalities, economic crisis. It seems that there is no area of human life where one can experience full optimism. For too long, we have ignored the problems, and now disillusionment is a cloud that envelops the entire planet.

It is natural that anyone, in their small field of expertise, tends to see the darkness and to imagine a future of sacrifices and discontent. The problem, in my opinion, lies precisely here: the mental framework of those who think they "know." This framework is not the solution, but the root of the crisis itself.

The flash of a new idea

One cannot think that the future can be born from the same patterns that created the chaos. A friend pointed this out to me some time ago. I was telling him about a recurring problem of mine and the solution I had thought of adopting. "How many times have you faced this problem this way?" he asked me. "Many times," I replied. "And have you ever truly solved it?" he pressed. "To be honest, no." His response was simple: "Then perhaps the solution lies in changing your way of thinking."

It was like a bolt of lightning. I understood that my vision of the future, my solution, and even my own perspective were part of the problem. It was a unique package, a circuit that fed itself.

We need something new, something that arises from not knowing, from the freest imagination, and even from naive improvisation. Incompetence, sometimes, can become a blank canvas on which to project lateral thinking, the spark of an idea never seen before.