Life is Blindness
Sunday, March 06, 2005 I am tired of making guesses about life, but I suppose that is all life is, really, a series of guesses. Perhaps it should be treated as one big adventure, or one surprise party, but for those who long for stability, there is no real pleasure in that. |
I liked that second paragraph. I'd probably still be married if that were true. However, my life would also be boring, I'm sure. I don't want to see into other people's heads. If I saw into my ex's head, I'd probably get some answers that I think I deserve, but that's a useless speculation. I think the idea that life is one big surprise party AND a big adventure is probably the best way to view things. Sometimes the surprises and adventures are drab and listless, and sometimes they are exhilarating, and other times they are boring, but rarely, rarely, rarely are they monotonous.
By g d townshende, at
4:48 AM
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The only other thought that comes to mind is this: We are responsible for the nature of our life's adventures/surprises. It's an odd give-and-take sort of relationship. Take writing for example. If you want to live the adventure of a writer, then you have to go out and do writerly things. This will invariably bring on writerly surprises, not all of which may be pleasant, but they will be writerly, nonetheless. If, on the other hand, you want to live the adventure of a writer, but don't do writerly things, then your adventure/surprises will take on a plastic pallor and may likely become monotonous. How drab!