This man and his burden passed on forever out of that nameless crossroads and the woman stepped once more into the street and the children followed and all continued on to their appointed places which as some believe were chosen long ago even to the beginning of the world.
- Cormac McCarthy
Here before us, is a post that was always meant to be. Brought to you by the creators of the pyramids, Stonehenge, Einstein, George Washington and Genghis Khan. It was meant to be written, and most likely poorly edited, by yours truly, and be read by none other than your very excellent self.
Call it forging destiny or flowing with the current, you choose your words and I'll choose mine, and the universe will allow both to pass under its elastic conscience.
Influenced heavily by the completion of Cormac McCarthy's 'Border Trilogy' no doubt, but also by Kung Fu Panda 2, and everday life, the island culture, the American culture, the Australian outback. An english gal once told me we all share the same sky, which I am not going to argue, and though we too gape at the same moon, the history of our cultures and the landscapes we breathe turn us all onto very different paths.
What we share though, is we all face the inevitable every day. It could be the sun setting, a changing of mind, a settling into a routine, or the end of a phase, a story, a life. We can glimpse beyond this into a world of transience and dreams, but this too ends.
So I propose another worthwhile pursuit, the pursuit of the inevitable. Not to turn your head, not to even necessarily give it your best, but to at least pay your respect and allow a bit of thought of the inevitable to enter into your mind. The mexicans do, as they celebrate the Day of the Dead and have a feast and invite death to their table, preparing a hefty meal because death has one big appetite. The ancient Greeks had, as Socrates proposes "The unexamined life is not worth living."
I've done some thinking lately, more aligned with not distancing myself from the reality of history. That not so long ago, things were entirely different than they are now, and they will continue to rapidly change soon, in America especially, but the whole world too. I've recently lost myself in my phases and my goals and my desires. As each one changes in a conflicting manner, I confuse myself with the question of where to next. Should I acknowledge an accomplishment that I set out to do and achieved though it wasn't what I really wanted? Should I now undertake other goals that I once desired and don't as much now, growing more hesitant with my changing self? Should I relentlessly pursue each new task to justify the title of my blog? Should I sometimes be a driver and others a passenger in pursuit of the inevitable, drawing upon a balance of taking the wheel and enjoying the ride?
I must accept that though I strive to always walk forward, I can not deny I may have slipped and taken a backwards step. I still hope to look up, though the future can be out of focus when you cannot afford a lens. But if you just pursue the lens, then you miss the next step, stumble, and break your camera. Now all you've got is your hands, body, eyes, people around you, clouds, mountains, laughter, running water, sweeping winds and the changing of the seasons. The inevitability of the these is not perhaps the ending, but the beginning or rather the continuance of this existence.
Wishing you luck on your journey, hoping as each day passes we don't blink and miss it.
Future worthwhile pursuits:
Sustainability, Art, Laughter, Music, Exercise, Not quitting your day job, Quitting your day job.
