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How do you know when you're waiting for something - or the idea of something?

Do you know your future?

Do you see yourself where you want to be?

What does it look like?

Date: 2007-01-29 10:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] intravenousants.livejournal.com
Why would one who knows their future wait?
Unless the future is entirely inert, the act of remaining stationary seems counterproductive, at best, and absurd when approaching a more literarily exploited paradigm.

I do know my future, and it looks like this, erasing the bit where I live on the scraps of the wealthy like an over-bred fluffy dog and increasing my audience.

This is a light-year's jog away by any stretch, and therefore, I can not possibly be waiting.

This was an interesting question for me to get to participate in, thank you for the exercise.

Date: 2007-01-29 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] broken-bokken.livejournal.com
A feeling of anticipation's usually the first clue you're waiting for something, whether it's an event, a person or an idea. Now that you beg the question, I'd say it stems from NOT knowing the future--hence why the anticipation of having something is often better than actually having it. Knowing the future would take a lot of what makes life interesting out of it, including that whole free will thing. One can only know the future so far as analyzing the present will allow.
I have a vague vision of where I want to be, but I'm content anywhere I can survive and pursue my arts. Have no expectations and you can never be let down.

Date: 2007-01-29 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] intravenousants.livejournal.com
Waiting, to be pedantic, literally means to remain stationary. All other implications aside. A goal-oriented person cannot be still, as there is a drive (the creation of future events) to counteract inertia, and move this little type-a personality toward their ambitions. I am this person, and I believe my life is completely under my control, that "fate" and any personification of this concept are essentially fairy tales.

I suppose this is simply who I am, and I certainly would never have the balls to call any such response an empirical truth.

I see the spontaneity in my life as something I either allow, or don't. And certainly nothing to stand as an obstacle to my eventually attaining my end-goals. I see all things in my life as a function of decisions I've made. Knowing myself too well, I cannot bring me to laugh at my own little jokes.

Date: 2007-01-30 03:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] broken-bokken.livejournal.com
I'd be careful of stating that things are completely under your control, that's just begging for a stray ricochet bullet or cancer or something like that. Is there no time to pause and reflect in your life? Is it possible to live a whole life that way? Just taking time to sit back and reflect on the last few months over the last couple of days, I'm suddenly realizing how many details, nuances and flavors of life I missed for lack of having taken time to stop and digest them.

Date: 2007-02-01 12:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] intravenousants.livejournal.com
Certainly there is time, much appreciated time to reflect on life. All of the beauty in moments that we may miss, all of the frustration we didn't fully address etc. But, for my existence, I cannot reflect on any part of my life without analyzing it as a function of my decisions.

If I catch a stray bullet, it is because I walked in its path, of my own free will. Just as the hand the pulled the trigger was operating of another's free will.

That other people/situations contribute undeniably and integrally to the existence of one, and that these varibles add a degree of seeming randomnization is not to be denied or demeaned.

But that we choose the situations and people we are exposed to, and ultimately determine their effect on our existence is equally undeniable in my opinion.

As for your reply, I languish to a ridiculous degree over detail. I'm almost boroque in my assessment of this life, and the world that surrounds me, and I take as much time as is necessary to smell the roses again and again. This is, however, not the same thing as waiting, this is reminiscing.

This is the stuff that builds the greatest strides toward my goal, which is ultimately to make the world a more beautiful place.

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