The Eternal Balancing Act

Fear of the future has kept me caged for a long time. Always trapped in one form of spiritual limbo or another, always stalled on a plateau, and always fear is to blame.

Will the future blame us? Most definitely; however, any glorious strategist knows that sometimes the best action to take, at least for a time, is inaction. What are the options we are looking at? Protest, and get yourself indefinitely detained to serve the storm troopers sickening delights? Revolt, and rely on luck and ingenuity until the end of your days? An ultimate solution will come, but I can't see it coming quickly. It will be a hard fight. We'll pull through, but there are bound to be losses. Many people cling to this idealistic thought process that if you maintain a constant aura of positivity, nothing can harm you. I can't say what happens to our undying parts when the vessel is destroyed or succumbs to decay - either I don't know or I can't remember. Holding on to the hope that the immortal self can't be touched is one of the two things that keep me going these days.

How dare they? How dare they pollute our minds with fears of things we have as much control over as the weather or the trajectory of comets in the heavens. Certainly we have proven that man is capable of such things when he puts his mind to it, but at what cost? At what cost do we perform these unnatural acts? The key to enlightenment is knowing your place. I know that I am a teeny tiny spec living on the back of another teeny tiny spec in one corner of something too vast for my teeny tiny spec of a mind to comprehend. My fearful, mortal mind wants to believe that the point of life is to see just what your teeny tiny spec of a self is capable of, but my immortal mind whispers warnings that it is the way in which we test our boundaries that make the difference.

I think of each of us as a child walking on a wall. On one side of the wall is frigid water, and on the other are cushions to catch us when we fall. As outside influences step in, it gets harder and harder for us to keep our balance to the point that unless we are particularly remarkable, lucky, or cautious children, we are guaranteed to fall. It's a matter of how well we anticipate those influences, and how we react when they arise that determines whether we manage to keep our balance on the wall and keep moving forward, we fall into the frigid waters and have to try and claw our way back out, or we tumble into the safety net. Just as there are always different ways to succeed, there are always different ways to fail. Sometimes it's how you deal with your failures that makes the most difference.