I'm loosening my grasp on an idea that I quite liked. It's sad, of course, but what can one do with the whims of the universe? On the other hand (says the devilish cheshire cat inside), what can't one do in this, our great changing mess of moving parts? Any action can lead to such consequences, such delicious and unanticipated results, such horrifying or impossible conclusions. And yet, we can't know what the alternative may have been, the consequences of inaction. Fate is a concept in which I never put much stock - really, it doesn't matter whether it exists or not though, does it? ...like God, in some ways, I think - beliefs are ephemeral things, stretching the limit of our human vocabulary to communicate, but still we try. I believe that it doesn't matter if God exists, or if Fate exists, or Destiny. I choose, regardless, to behave as if I have power in my life, to approach others with kindness and good intention, to contribute to the world whatever I have: my creativity and love and own personal collection of talents. Whether the world is preordained or not, whether there is an afterlife or not, doesn't it seem such an intolerable waste of our selves, our loves, our brains, our words, and all our brilliant, brilliant spirits to spend what time we have here in any other way?
I'm loosening my grasp on an idea that I quite liked. It's sad, of… - i'm not expecting to grow flowers in a desert
but i can live and breathe and see the sun in wintertime
16 June 2012 @ 05:57 pm