Monday, April 30, 2012

The line that divides


They always talk about lines that divide; about fine margins that differentiate. Genius and madness, ambition and stupidity, success and failure . . .

Most of us have encountered those situations where we feel the presence of such lines, taunting us to really test their limits or forever wonder – “what if”. Most of us choose to forever wonder because we lack the finesse to really define the line, to actually see it and thus we are afraid of crossing over.

That is the catch to be honest, you have to risk it. You have to risk madness to achieve genius, risk failure to be successful but there is a catch inside the catch. Some people cross so far over, so many times that you cannot call it anything other than stupidity. To top it all off they fail and fail miserably but they get up, dust themselves down and do it all over again chalking all previous failures to bad luck or someone else.

They never see the line and maybe never even feel its presence but through some misjudged notion of bravado they want to test its limits. The problem is you cannot really test the limits if you haven’t the slightest idea where the line is. And when you have to fall with these ‘perennial optimists’, every damn time it really irks. You can see it coming a million miles away but through the machinations of fate or fear of failure you are not in charge and all that is left to be done is to brace for impact.

Now for the real question, do you choose to go your own separate way or do you keep crashing with someone else. If you choose to leave then you are back to the first problem – risk failure for success. It’s all on you, no one else to take the blame; nowhere to hide with the whole world watching.

See the good thing about crashing because of someone else is that you never have to bear scrutiny. It is never your fault. No one will judge you – ah – the real reason we are afraid of pushing the limits – judgment. Very few of us are immune to what others think. There is always someone whose approval matters. Someone we want to take notice. As Sherlock Holmes said to Dr. Watson

That's the problem with genius, John. It needs an audience.

But with that audience, comes the possibility of judgment and not just any kind of judgment – en masse judgment. So not only do you have to be prepared for failure itself, you have to be prepared to wear the tag as well and that tag more than anything else is what makes us stop way over on the safe side of the line. We choose to spend a life in anonymity rather than risk ridicule. You have to risk it, there is no other way.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Life

It is such a weird race, we lose ourselves in it only to realize that we were dancing amongst smoke and mirrors, we were celebrating insignificance – it is life! Better men have tried to capture its fleeting nature and its flimsy promises, I am just writing because I feel like it.

We have even tried to master it, to bend it to our will but the best of us have failed. Some of our fantasies revolve around making it last longer but invariably these fantasies also include warnings about the monotony of having no end. I have no real thoughts on the matter to be honest; its finite – deal with it.

But how do you deal with life? It is so peculiar, so intriguing and so frivolous. Just when you feel you have something concrete – whoosh – it is gone leaving you wondering. Did I ever truly get hold of it? Was it a mirage? The speed at which it moves does not really leave room for a detailed inspection. Things, events and people gain and lose meaning at an alarming rate. Dreams fade, reappear and become pointless in the space of a few breaths. Ambitions are lost in small fleeting moments.

You never really get used to it, it always feels like there is a little more time until there isn’t and you have reached the full stop of the last paragraph of your life. There is no more writing after that. Speaking of writing you can never rewrite stuff. It is all one way traffic leading to the same conclusion albeit from different paths. To be frank you hardly ever read it either because even when science says the end is near we keep searching for that one last step.

Life also offers you a plethora of perspectives and it is alarming when you start to witness and feel things that you swore you would never accept or acknowledge. I guess it is one of the many ways in which life tries to humble you and warn you. Things change and if you are not holding on to something tightly or if your choice of support is not strong enough then there is no telling where you will end up when the winds let up for a bit and if you don’t pay heed to the warning and improve your choices then each successive punch will be worse than the last until you have no more strength to fight or to stand even.

Life can be subtle, it can be brutal – it can delight you, it can destroy you. It will offer you hope then snatch it. It will almost kill you but then leave you with that faint ray of light. Life can indulge you and it can be cruel but ultimately life will always end and that is the only important thing in my opinion. To stand a chance against life, to be able to take it all on the chin and still grin, to ride the vagaries of its mood you must always keep one thing in sight, The End.