I was contemplating the sky today above Manhattan, and thinking about how I should probably be elsewhere right now amidst the Stygian Gloom of January - and how choices made over the past few years have landed me here, and how pleased I am that I finally returned to the city of my berth, but how I am always wondering about the life in parallel that I could be living now. I have an old school acquaintance - successful, accomplished, temperamentally a little dry and lacking in a fundamental sense of the poetic when it comes to life’s manifold nuances - who always talks about living elsewhere, being with someone different, wanting to change the parameters of his existence, yet carrying on comme d’habitude. How often have I heard this yearning for a different modus vivendi, or scenic decor, or disparate variation on the quotidian. The great human impulse, however, is to stand still, and bemoan the state of stasis to which you have sentenced yourself. Here’s a question with which to start the New Year: have we no one to blame but ourselves for staying in lives we don’t want? Rousseau noted that ‘Man is born free and everywhere he is in chains. One man thinks himself the master of others, but remains more of a slave than they are”. As such, if you are fortunate to live in an evolved democratic state, aren’t the chain usually self-imposed? Please discuss!
Posted on: Mon, 05 Jan 2015 04:32:36 +0000
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