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March 14, 2026

WE ADULTS OWE AN IMMENSE DEBT TO OUR CHILDREN AND YOUNG PEOPLE. WHAT WORLD IS THIS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN?

There is something profoundly uncomfortable about looking at the world as it is and admitting, without theatrical excuses or historical gymnastics, that the adults in the room have not done a particularly admirable job. For all our speeches about progress, responsibility, and civilization, the truth remains stubbornly visible: the world we are delivering to children and young people is strained, overheated, anxious, and morally confused. The most inconvenient part of this truth is that it did not happen by accident. It happened gradually, through decisions, compromises, silences, and a remarkable human talent for postponing responsibility until it quietly becomes someone else’s problem.

Adults like to imagine themselves as the custodians of wisdom. Age, we assume, brings perspective. Experience, we claim, brings maturity. But if wisdom is measured not by what we say but by the systems we build and maintain, the record becomes far less flattering. Our civilization has managed to produce astonishing technological brilliance while simultaneously failing at the elementary task of restraint. We can transmit information across continents in milliseconds, yet we remain strangely incapable of governing our own appetites for power, profit, territory, and dominance. The contradiction would be almost comical if its consequences were not so serious.

War, for instance, remains one of the most persistent monuments to adult failure. Entire generations have sworn that humanity has finally learned the lessons of the past, that the horrors of previous conflicts would serve as a permanent warning. Yet the machinery of destruction continues to evolve with impressive efficiency. Nations still devote enormous intellectual and economic resources to refining the art of organized violence. The language used to justify these enterprises is always dressed in noble clothing—security, stability, defense, strategic necessity—but beneath the vocabulary lies a much simpler truth: adults continue to prepare elaborate methods for sending young people to die in circumstances largely created by older people who will never personally experience the consequences of their decisions.

And so the pattern repeats. Young soldiers carry the weight of geopolitical ambitions. Young civilians grow up under sirens, in ruins, or in exile. Young refugees cross borders that adults once drew on maps with confident hands. The architects of war rarely appear in the trenches they design. They sit in offices, hold conferences, issue statements, and speak of sacrifice in the abstract. Meanwhile the future of humanity—quite literally embodied in the bodies of the young—is fed into the machinery of history once again.

Education, which in theory should be the mechanism by which society improves itself, often behaves less like a garden of curiosity and more like a sorting facility. Children arrive with questions, imagination, and an instinctive appetite for understanding the world. What they frequently encounter instead is a system designed to measure, rank, filter, and standardize. Curiosity becomes something to be managed rather than encouraged. Learning is increasingly framed as preparation for economic productivity rather than as a lifelong engagement with knowledge, ethics, and meaning. We train young people to navigate systems that we ourselves secretly suspect are deeply flawed. And we call this preparation for the future.

The environmental situation offers perhaps the clearest demonstration of adult rationalization at a civilizational scale. For decades the evidence has been available, the warnings have been articulated, the models refined, the projections repeated with growing urgency. Rising temperatures, collapsing biodiversity, polluted oceans, exhausted soils, disappearing forests—none of these developments arrived as mysterious surprises. They were predicted, measured, and explained. Yet the response from the adult world has been a peculiar mixture of acknowledgment and delay, concern and inertia, declarations and postponements. The language of responsibility is deployed generously while the structure of everyday life remains largely intact. We behave like tenants who know the house is burning but are still negotiating the price of the fire extinguisher.

Children today absorb this contradiction very early. Before many of them have finished learning basic arithmetic, they are already aware that the climate system is unstable, that ecosystems are under pressure, that species are disappearing at alarming rates. They grow up surrounded by images of burning forests, drought-stricken landscapes, plastic-filled oceans, and melting glaciers while adults debate the economic inconveniences of meaningful change. One might reasonably ask what sort of psychological landscape this creates for a generation that has not yet had the chance to participate in the decisions that shaped the crisis it will inherit.

The most unsettling aspect of the situation is not merely the accumulation of problems but the normalization of them. War footage becomes routine content in daily news cycles. Environmental collapse becomes a recurring headline rather than an existential alarm. Political discourse increasingly resembles theater rather than governance. The extraordinary slowly becomes ordinary. The unacceptable becomes manageable. The catastrophic becomes something to be discussed between advertisements.

Young people observe this with a clarity that adults sometimes find uncomfortable. They ask simple questions that have embarrassingly complicated answers. Why, if the dangers are known, do the systems remain unchanged? Why do institutions designed to protect the future behave as though the future were an abstract concept rather than a lived reality? Why does every serious problem seem to come with a long list of explanations and a very short list of solutions?

Adults often respond to these questions with a familiar set of defensive reflexes. We explain that the world is complex. We remind them that change takes time. We accuse them of naïveté or impatience. But beneath these explanations there is sometimes another possibility: perhaps the younger generation has not yet mastered the adult skill of accepting contradictions that should not be acceptable.

Children and young people did not design the political systems currently struggling under their own contradictions. They did not negotiate the economic arrangements that reward short-term extraction while postponing long-term consequences. They did not build the military infrastructures that continue to prepare for conflicts that future generations will have to clean up. And yet they will inherit the results of all of these choices with remarkable efficiency. They will inherit the atmosphere we altered, the ecosystems we stressed, the debts we accumulated, the institutions we weakened, and the technological momentum we set in motion without fully understanding where it leads.

This is why the debt we owe them is immense. It is not a metaphorical debt or a sentimental one. It is a structural debt embedded in the very architecture of the world we have built. We owe them functioning institutions rather than hollowed-out ones. We owe them education that cultivates intelligence instead of merely producing compliance. We owe them a planet that remains biologically alive rather than economically optimized and ecologically exhausted. Most importantly, we owe them honesty about the situation we have created.

The next generations will eventually evaluate our legacy. They will examine the archives, the data, the speeches, the policies, the warnings that were issued and the actions that followed—or failed to follow. They will not judge us primarily by the elegance of our explanations. They will judge us by the condition of the world we leave behind.

History, after all, has a long memory. But the future has something far less forgiving: it has consequences. And consequences, unlike rhetoric, cannot be negotiated.

March 11, 2026

PRACTICE DAY - RESONATOR GUITAR / OPEN D

Heads up: almost 49 damn minutes of video. Grab your coffee, slap on some headphones, grow some monk-like patience, and maybe a snack. Ride it out — the music’s gonna roll, no shortcuts.


In mid-2020, almost every morning, I would walk to Chácara do Jockey in São Paulo to practice. I lived about 300 meters from there. The path, the streets, the early morning light—everything was part of my musical routine.

I remember those moments well: the wind, the plants, the birds singing, the insects landing on me and on the guitar, and the wide silence of the open space. The place sits between two avenues with heavy traffic, and even so there were quiet spots where nature remained preserved.

I also remember the kind people who worked there and always greeted me respectfully. With the instrument in my hands, everything came down to the sound, the flow of practice, and the feeling of being present.

There were areas with more movement, where some people would go to exercise, and other more secluded spots where I also liked to stay. The video captures this moment: leaving home, the walk, the arrival, the instrument, and the hands that make the music emerge. It is a morning like many others—a quiet ritual of sound and space, where my face does not matter, only the experience and the music allowed to flow.

The video was recorded and edited by me. It includes original compositions by me as well as interpretations of works by other artists. All interpreted pieces remain the property of their respective authors. This recording documents a moment of personal and artistic practice and does not grant redistribution rights for the interpreted works.

January 06, 2026

NOTICE REGARDING NAMESAKES

I work with 2 names:
ALEX CEBE and CEBE MUSIC

I work with 1 e-mail account:
alexcebe@gmail.com

I have found namesakes over the Internet and here are some of them. These are just coincidences and I don't think it's something made/created with a bad intention.

(!) WARNING: I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PEOPLE, DOMAINS (AND E-MAILS FROM), SITES, E-MAILS ACCOUNTS, PROFILES AND CHANNELS BELOW:

.Domain CEBEMUSIC.COM
 (or ANY other extension, with or without hyphen) 

.Domain ALEXCEBE.COM
 (or ANY other extension,with or without hyphen)

.Spotify (alexcebe)

.Youtube Channel (Alex Cebe) 
.Youtube Channel (Cebe Music) 
.Youtube Channel (Cebe Music Production)

.Instagram @alex.cebe 
.Instagram @cebe.music

.TikTok @alex.cebe

.X (Twitter) @alex_cebe

.Facebook alex.cebe.1 
.Facebook CMP Cebe Music Productions

.Gmail 'alex.cebe' 
.Gmail 'cebemusic' 
.Gmail 'cebe.music' 

Note (1): ANY e-mail account of ANY other provider (Yahoo, Outlook, Hotmail, etc) with the 3 names above or just 'alexcebe' or with the words 'alex/cebe/music/official' mixed in ANY order, with or without hyphen, dot or underline DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.

Note (2): The usernames 'iamalexcebe', 'alexcebeofficial', 'cebemusicofficial' in ANY platform, mixed in ANY order, with or without hyphen, dot or underline DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.

The full list of the profiles I have around the web is on cebemusic.blogspot.com/p/around.html.

My site is on sites.google.com/view/cebemusic/ . There is an 'enter page' that is on sites.google.com/view/alexcebe/

Google provides a specific link for an 'Alex Cebe' search: g.co/kgs/U1vDDp


Be aware. Thank you.