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| "Well, it's love and darkness and my sidearm." | | |
| Chris Cheeseman - 1985-2006
One of the funniest guys ever. One summer back when we were in 8th grade, him, my friend John and I were walking up by this quarry up in my town and stumbled upon a front-end loader with the key still in the ignition. Needless to say, the story ends with us running down a very steep slope, dodging trees, while a very large man yelled obscenities from above.
Rest peacefully dude. | | |
| It really is the same story, told over, and over, and over again. A life is just a circle that looks much like others that have come before, and within it are smaller circles, which look like others within the larger circle of the life.
Circles, within circles, within circles. | | |
| Purpose has always been a nebulous, indeterminate entity. For as long as I can remember, it's always held the vague shape of achievement in its broadest sense: be excellent, and that is an end in of itself.
Now, a question: Be excellent and do what exactly? It is unknown to me whether one can make a living in this world simply in being good at everything, but all signs on my personal magic eight-ball of a skull point to "no." Excellence, aptitude, skill, achievement, it all must be applied. One must do something to attain the product of someone else's applied effort and so forth and so on and etcetera.
For a long time I've seen myself in jobs and careers, positions and posts, based on the immense qualifications and talents necessary for their procurement. Although I've taken pride in never going for the money, I was still thralling myself to a different currency.
Life is not a game. There is no high score screen at the end that you can laud over and then blink away with a click and a smile to try and best your (or your friend's) record. In real life, winning is in the moment, not in the retrospection.
Yet one cannot throw everything in the future away to pandor to the present. As an economist, I must note that we have to take the expected value and the opportunity cost into account. This drunken night may negatively impact tomorrow's exam which may lead to trouble down the road. Then again, there is no absolute. Life is not an A or something else, it is a vast range of grades and outcomes and something other than the best is not always something worse.
Anyway, drunken rambling aside, the question remains: what will I do?
The calculus of moments is neither here nor there.
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| Does this mean we get a Men's Center too? | | |
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