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| cowboy67 (profile) wrote, on 11-24-2003 at 4:19pm | |
| Current mood: apathetic Music: the smiths Subject: could i have been anyone other than me? |
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| whenever i walk past someone on the street, i always wonder what it's like to be them. who are their parents? do they even have parents? who are their friends? what are their interests? who do they find attractive? what's their favorite food? what's their favorite color? can they dance? can they sing? do they have any medical problems? are they happy? are they thinking of suicide? where are they going? what do they believe in? are they lonely? what are they thinking about? the amount of people alive boggles my mind. billions of people whom i will never even walk next to, let alone meet. why is it that you meet one person over another? i could've lived somewhere else and still had friends. think of all the people who could potentially mean something to me, but i'll never even know them. why? people love the idea that they have a free will and they have control over everything that happens in their lives, that their choices override any outside force on the consequences that ensue. but what about someone who does everything right, who follows society's structure of "life": goes to college, gets a well-paying job, gets married, has kids, and then one day, gets shot in a gas station shoot-out? they were innocent, just trying to fill up the family escalade. they didn't make the choice to be involved in a shoot-out, and yet they still had to deal with the consequences of something they had no control over. i believe you have a free will, i believe the choices you make now will affect you later on, but i also believe that there are a lot of things that are completely out of your control. there's something phenomenal about life and the world and how everything is inter-connected beyond our ability to comprehend. some things are so weird and coincidental or so totally random that the idea of fate grabs me and thrashes me around and says, "i'm here!" why does anything happen? perhaps if you lived completely alone, you could get by with the "i am in control of my life" theory... but there's way too much going on. chaos is right in the midst of our routine existence. the world is HUGE. and yet, everything is related. everything. it's fucking amazing. |
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buttercup954 | 11-25-03 1:37am finally my internet isn't be as lame as ever, so i can leave a comment :o)
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WhitePony | 11-25-03 11:30am yeah, and its strange how you're my long lost brother and you live across the country from me, yet we happened to meet amid all the chaos |