We, as humans, live our lives in a series of lines. Point A to Point B. We do this so often that sometimes, (for some, quite often) we forget what those... "goals" as it were, are. Sure, some will read this and and protest "No! Life is not linear! How can you say such a thing?! You deserve death!!!" and promptly hunt me down and kill me, but i never said that they had to be strait lines, did i? Each bend is a bit out of your way you have to go to achieve your goal, And if your goal changes altogether? Like it or not, that is an outcome.
You may be wondering why i am bringing up such a lighthearted, fun and altogether "swell" topic such as this, (ah, sarcasm...) and i guess i could let you know. It is because i hate it. I hate, to be more specific, the realization that this little revelation is undeniably true. See, if you live your life never noticing what has secretly gone wrong with your life, (or to be fair, what has secretly gone right) you can be fine, only consciously recognising your "achievements" and learning from (aka, acknowledging and forgetting) your "failures". (some would say mistakes, but at the rate some make them (i.e. me) you begin to notice how you made them, and Poof! a failure is born. (not literally, of course, for those lacking sex-ed training) Anywho, but if you realize that simple fact, (for those who cant keep up with my train of thought, i am referring to the "idea" of paragraph one.) You begin to notice everything, which, (to put in smart people terms,) sucks. Comment please :)
Oh, and I'm adding a new section to my blog, Quote of the day. Today's is:
"Like looking down on a lubricious chess set, isn't it? The king moves in tiny steps, with no direction, like a drunkard trying to avoid the archer's bolt. The others work their strategies and wait for the old man to fall. He has no power, yet all power moves in his orbit and to his mad whim. Do you know there's no fool piece on the chessboard, Kent?" "Methinks the fool is the player, the mind above the moves."
— Christopher Moore (Fool)
I've set a million goals for myself, most of which can easily be obtained within a year at most. But I don't think I've actually achieved more than a few.. This is mostly because I'm kinda like Atlanta, in that everytime I get closer to my goals, this lovely golden apple comes my way and I get completely distracted. Despite this curiously common tendency of mine, I've never really regretted any of my 'detours'.. I just enjoy them as little discoveries in life rather than as vile traps that misguide/detract me from my original goals. :)
ReplyDeletePS:I hope this is the point of your post..
All i'm saying is that i would rather live my life not knowing how it all "fits," because what you don't notice can't hurt you. Pretty cowardly, i know, but I think its fine. And I, too, do like the "detours," just not always the outcomes...
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