I have a mild interest in science fiction for the simple reason that it is sort of a predictor of what is to come based on reality. While most fictions miss the mark completely, some hit bull’s-eye with uncanny precision.
The most interesting of the lot, however, are those that we never see coming because they sound too ridiculous or those that are presently the case but sound like fiction.
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The occasional chirping of crickets punctuated the otherwise dead night. He laid awake on the bare floor, naked save for his boxers.
It wasn’t just because he liked the coolness of the ground but also because it gave him a sense of closeness to mother earth.
His eyes had grown familiar to the darkness around him and he could almost make out the outline of the room if he tried hard enough. But he wasn’t trying tonight. Even though his eyes seemed fixated on the vacuum above him, his mind’s eyes were somewhere far away.
I wanted to see the world
Not captured on a camcorder
Transmitted to passive viewers,
Nor in the form of mental images
While I read about other men’s travels.
I wanted to be free.
Free to roam, free to be lost.
Listening to nature’s call
To lead me where it wills.
One major thing we tend to believe is that we have everything under control because we’ve made plans. And we think, “Now my life is under control.”
Because when we make plans, we often feel like we’ve got it all figured out and everything will work out just fine. And that simply executing them will make our lives better.
But really, does making plans guarantee us having a hitch-free ride? Are there no cosmic hindrances that could spring up at random amidst our well-composed and executable strategies, to put a halt to it or derail us?
If those exist, then maybe we don’t have as much control as we think we do. But should that make us resort to not planning and just winging it through life? I think not.
Plans give structure. Maybe with structure comes an illusion of control, but that’s not the main reason for their existence. They are meant to help us navigate through life despite the colossal fuck yous the universe has in store for us.
Plans serve as guardrails to stop us from totally going off track. That’s different from being in control. A lot of things will happen to propel us towards a desired destination or throw us off balance.
The point of planning is to ensure we don’t lose sight of where we are going. To find our balance and reorient ourselves when the storms subside.
And that’s why you and I should make plans. A proper understanding of the purpose of plans will better inform the planning process, our expectations and how to react when the plan fails.
I SAW THE ENVELOPE FIRST. My name was finely written on the paper. The writer must have taken their time and have a good knowledge of calligraphy, I thought, scared to think of anything else. Seeing my full name sparked something in me. I have not been called by my middle name since my mother passed.
She would say it was the best name in the world. That it was a name that meant so much to her in one of the most depressing times in her life. And she had lots of those.
I loved the name. It made me feel particularly connected to her. I remember watching her face light up as she laid on the hospital bed one evening, her weary eyes making an effort to glow. I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. She sighed with content.
The decisions we make determine the kind of person we are. When it comes to decision making, there is no decision too small to affect your life. From what you choose to eat for dinner or what you choose to do in your free time to your career choice and life partner. None of these decisions should be overlooked or handled with levity.
Decision making, like any other art, can be perfected, so that it comes to us easily. This is necessary if we wish to live a life on track and ordered in the domain of the purpose and goals we have set for ourselves.
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Close your eyes.
There are two people in the room with you, one on each side of you. One has a story to tell you but is quiet. The other also has a story to tell but cannot speak. Can you tell with your eyes closed (or even opened) who has a story to tell? Or who has a voice to tell it?
Chances are, no, you can’t.
Continue reading “Having a voice worth hearing”In this context, A person who doesn’t speak is no different from a person who can’t speak.
