Sunday, May 10, 2009
the end
there is a certain peculiarity with human actions and projects: that they can be divided into three clear stages almost instinctively - the preparation, the act itself, and the objective. the conclusion. the mission. it is the purpose that drives you to complete an act - the reward, be it tangible or intangible, self-serving or altruistic. there must be a reason, a compulsion, or at least an emotion. something changes when you are done with it: the act of modifying an environment that you are not excluded from. that you are not affected by your own act can only occur if your own act is a null function. so here comes the catch: if you extend the scale of this act to bigger things - a stage of your life, even your entire life - it becomes natural for one to have a tendency to view this end as being more important than the means. one becomes caught up with the desire to make the end as painless or beautiful as possible: should i drift through it and finish it by the minimum, or should things end with a big bang? and so the end becomes an important event - the culmination of one's preparation and efforts - to the extent that the act itself is unimportant. meaningless. unsatisfactorily. this is an issue that has been largely addressed. there is an increased focus on the means, the journey, the path. fair enough. we all are increasingly learning from the path we take. but what comes after this closure? what lies beyond the end? what happens when there is no "outcome" to place your faith in? what if there is no clear end? does everything just fall apart? there is, after all, no purpose, no reason, no motivation involved. there is nothing to look forward to. nothing to believe in. what will life be like? how would you live your day everyday?
keeping my secrets ; for her
- 4:32 PM
