Why? Playgrounds...

So life is back on...

What can I say...

I like to write in such a way that if what I have written were gathered up and bound into a book it would be a logical collection of my thoughts and experiences. That is just how I am. I love writing, and to me the ultimate expression of writing is to gather a book's worth of words. It is the 747 equivalent for a pilot, the pinnacle of the craft.

So maybe this would be an editorial. Somewhere outside the continuum everything else I've written is interned. No, it's in there, it has to be. It was written after something, and no doubt I'll write something after it, it has it place in my continuum.

So with the constant progression down the line, and with just months separating me from holding a degree, I'm finding it hard to write anything worth placing into that continuum.

I have never considered University as a qualifying part of my time string, it is not what I'm most passionate about. The problem is, I'm not sure how to place it in the flow of pegs I've accumulated on this time line. It feels like it has generated it's own lineage, and floats parallel to the line I claim ownership of. Which means I haven't placed it on that imaginary line you unroll in front of you, some call plans.

I love those stories told by hindisght, and how it allows you to explore in such detail the path you've taken, and how it has drawn so many stones from so many places to cobble. Somewhere I have a feeling that the years I've studied has been laid down by hindsight's workers. I'll probably laugh when I stand on it.

What if...

What if the role of my studying was to absorb a set amount of time, time enough to allow me to meet important people. Or time to become what I'm supposed to be before I step to the next cobble. Instead of qualifying me officially, what if University was there to expose me to people or situations.

Ironically, after mentioning string, and continuums I don't think life is a strict linear progression punctuated with strictly planned events. By that standard things are either being done, going to be done, it's on or off. By that logic, University will either be used, or if it fails to re-appear further along the time string, never used. It's either being used or not. That urks me because, if it's use never appears, it was a waste of time.

I think that life is a bit like a play ground. That destiny exists only in the timing of your moving form toy to toy, and that each toy plays a pre-requisite part of achieving the movement to the next toy. Movement is open to you, you can wander off the toys, climb on any one you like. In that way, you have the ability to move on, or if you do nothing, move nowhere. The pinnacle I mentioned before applies to people to. I know there is more to life than progressing from one event to the next. I believe that each person has a toy in which they will reach what they are designed to do. You can climb onto any one you want, but outside of the plan, and that toy won't be fun.

I think we get to worked up about what we are doing, and then what we are going to do, 'what ' thinking is the on or off option. I think the shift should be to why. Why is an infinite possibility. It has reason which is neither on or off. I think 'why' thinking acknowledges something bigger than you, it looks for that bigger thing, the pinnacle of your existence.

And that is worth writing a book about...


©2010 Sean Tuckey