February 7, 2002
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Sometimes I tire of being me. I think: Why can’t I just redesign everything right now, so that it’ll all work better?
Like walking through my grid-like semi-suburban neighborhood. The place I want to go is diagonal from here, according to the grid. Short of cutting through people’s houses (and the solid walls inside), I’m going to have to zig-zag, or tack, or figure out a place to go that’s less annoying to get to.
Those houses and that grid exist for a reason, but the question is: Is that reason good enough for me? Should I curse those reasons? They’re probably not any better or worse than my reasons for wanting to go diagonal.
Part of me says: It’s an opportunity to go a different way each time. Like, if I want go to the bank, there’s a variety of ways to get there. Should I resent my need to go to the bank instead?
So it is with me. I can see things in my life that are stupid and meaningless, and I should jettison them. But getting from here to there requires zigging and zagging and tacking, because of other parts of my life that are stupid and meaningless. It becomes a question of scale… What’s more stupid and meaningless, the thing I’m trying to get rid of, or the thing standing between me and getting rid of it?
And I tire of this game. You would, too. Maybe the game is the most stupid and meaningless thing of all. Hah.
Comments (6)
Feng Shui…that’s why square. Maximizes good chi, or something. Square is good…but I see your point.
I get you on the stupid scale thang. It’s as though the whole world is operating on auto-pilot because conscious living is SO hard, and it is.
Being able to SEE the game…is it a curse or boon?
Ooooh
Ignorance is bliss. I guar’ntee
dolphins are happier creatures. no grids.
V~
from t’other blog
I spend my life trying to be efficient and streamlined. I spend so much time trying to do this, that I am hugely inefficient and as bloated as a 4 day old corpse. I don’t know the answer.
Redesign one’s self to be more fluid?
Hmm… Sounds like seattle winter.
I say get rid of the houses, streets, banks and keep the bicycle.
My streets and houses are people and school, future plans, parents, and the aim for success and respect. Sometimes I get sick of weaving, and think I should just become a bum.
oh well
andro
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