Saturday, September 28, 2013

Curiosity did not kill the cat… rather it may have drove him MAD



Many have journeyed the path of curiosity…. Others have feared what they would find… so who then really wins? Is it true then, the saying that, “ignorance is bliss?” Is it better to not know what has the potential to alter our lives, as we know it?

It is human nature to crave one of two life paths. You can choose a life of overwhelming consistency or one of constant change. Regardless of what the choice becomes, the journey will always be different. And by that, I mean to say, that no two people will experience the same thing, even if they choose the same path.  As alike as we are as a race or society, we are also individually and inherently different. This comes with a variety of aspects in life… For example, from the way we deal with emotions or issues to the motive behind a political view, the justifications for each situation will be varied.

They say that someone who lives a cautionary life is one who never truly lives…. But what is to be said of those who engage life with a seemingly careless regard? Time is progressive, and life therefore, is forcibly so. What then, is to be done with those who choose consistency? Those who choose to protect themselves from change, and the ability to be vulnerable? Just how many changes is a free willed person capable of handling at one period in time? I fear that we will never know; at least not for certain.

The irony of it all boils down to the fact that the only thing CONSTANT in life is CHANGE. So how do we embrace the life we’ve chosen to lead when the choice was never ours to begin with?

For the longest time, I was certain that I was in charge of my life and all the potential turns it could take. I was aware that life had the potential to be unpredictable, but I assured myself that no matter what was thrown at me and when, I’d always have the ability to come to a solution; logically, of course. However, as life and time have progressed concurrently, I have come to the realization that I am in no way, shape, or form, in control. Instead of embracing the idea of pro-activity, I was without a doubt, forced to be reactive.

In my life I have learned that I have a certain characteristic, or ability rather, that can be deemed as either a blessing or a curse. It really depends on how you decide to look at it. I am a people watcher by nature. I enjoy just watching people go about their daily lives and wondering what causes them to make certain decisions… (I guess I should have studied a little more sociology or anthropology in college…) I have a habit of watching the people who are close to me more than others however…. Obviously, it’s only because I care about them more than anyone else… so I often wonder if by watching them, I can learn how to be the best friend / confidant, sister, daughter or girlfriend that I am capable of being…

However I’ve consistently run into an interesting problem…. As I watch those who are close to me from the sidelines… I‘ve learned things that sometimes, I’d ultimately rather not know. And though I may tell myself that it’s no big deal, my subconscious loves to play upon my over-active mind and the abstract thoughts it produces… which ends up really putting a damper on my relationships and subsequent interactions with other individuals….

I then find myself constantly asking… “Would it have been better if I was oblivious and I never knew?” or “Now that I know, will it be easier to make a decision that may effect the rest of my life?” And as it can be easily predicted, I still haven’t found a definitive answer for either question.

So herein lies the problem. I am also a thinker by nature. So much so, that when I begin to think about something, there is almost absolutely no way to get me to stop thinking about it until I have come to understand every intricate detail of it. (Basically, the who, what, when where and most importantly, why.) Thus, here I am, plagued by the choices I could make and the potential outcomes of each, along with how the involved parties would respond…. Day in and day out wondering why and what if, based on the logical propositions of my over-active mind as they constantly and most ferociously, attack the deeply compelling, heart-felt ideas proposed by my heart…

Now I beg, where should I stand? Do I proceed cautiously and ride out the wave to see how it ends up, just to maintain a false sense of consistency? Or do I challenge the status quo and battle uncertainty until the death?

I’m afraid, I’ll never rightly know.

☮ ♥ & ♫