We can't be lured by such worldliness: We are Tibetans

My comment on the post of a YouTube channel named as Tibet Travel (Tibet Vista), a Chinese propaganda portal, the post, almost one year old, titled as: Fastest Train in Tibet: My Awesome Lhasa to Nyingchi Bullet Train Experience 

And I had to read again such shallow comments by philistines, worldlings and that means, so pathetically, the idea of almost 95 percent of the fellow human being existing on this life-supporting planet, who have this privilege of being a natural citizen of a nation state (as new worlds are theirs now and we, the rest, believe or take so), and who have thus nothing other to concern about than ones' petty self-interests to shallow this life related or sensorial pleasure-gains at any costs, despite their claiming themselves as a human being with this unique talent of being able to 'ratiocinate' rather than just 'parroting' or 'copying after' or 'degrading oneself to the lowest level of a flunky'. But, in practice, who doesn't want to be such a loyal flunky in the prospect of such huge, sensorially massaging, gains, when your own country is independent more or less? Why you have to care other than your shallow desires, you idiots!

And, practically, I am not lured in the least by your 'bullet train' or 'science fiction'. I find just profound, everlasting potentials in mental developments to transformations to such degrees of self-command and rejoicing and dedicating, despite being there as in a dream that, too, in reality, comes to pass only by the complex doings of the core lucid, cognitive entity of a mind to its subtle, ineffable level. And remember about the dreaminess like of your yesterday's life no matter how it had been, which none of us care to relate with what we observe now before us, taken as so concretely out there before us, which none of us dare to propose or think or imagine how they will have appeared to us by then, like after a lapse of some time, as so distant and aloof, when we will be preoccupied with the same infinitesimally collapsing but seen as grossly extant appearances to chase after, with the same illusion of concreteness that we have now over what we observe before us.