that our goles get bigger and better is natrual, i should think. As tobots play of 4 fits proved, we al think were standing on a nice place in our lives when all is stable. then an earthquake comes by and knocks us into the "no castle zone" (whenever i get arround to doing an Album in a Day I will be sure and do the no castle zone song). and then we go out and build a better one.
You know, the Narnia comparison is an interesting one. I for one felt that Narnia got worse as it went. the first book (and by this I mean the TRUE first book, though not all collections put it first some some esoteric reason), The Magician's Nephew, was an amazing story about limitless worlds located in puddels in a forest in the middle of nowhere. then Lewis scales back his creativity, and restricts the infinate worlds just two, earth and Narnia. Then he starts having people live in one or the other most of the time, which totally kills the outsider fun of crossworld stories. they are still good books, mind, but I think they snaped into the same insurmountable tracks tolkin had left in the British Fantasy writers world. then, becuase hes depressedn and tired of writing about Narnia (his wife had just died, and he ald always said Narnia was her special place or something like that), so he just up and has all the charactors get on a train together, which then convinently crashes, killing them all. then they wake up, and find that they are in a mandelbrotian infinate universe kinda place, and find that each order of magnatude brings them asimatoticly closer to infinate perfection.
its a good series, but the begining had SO much promis, and then end felt SO like a "and then they all woke up" kind of thing.
which seems to be the exact oppiset of life, at least for me. contrary to what you might think, i dont think we start out with infinate paths that then colapse into one. rather, i think we all start out with one path that then branches and folds into the many parts of lfe, and the farther you get the more choises you have, and the larger the dreams you can persu. a child cant control satilights or write plays, but Andrea can. his choises have opened up. and thats the cusp i find myself at now, a junior in high school, just about to have a LOT of options open on me. the more choises i have to make, the more stressed i feel, but thats what life is.
you CAN life a life of colapsing possibilitys, and thats certainly one way to do it. but in that way you are born, you try your best to survive this perversion of entropy known as life for as long as possible, slowly winding down like an unkept watch, until you die.
i dont like that view though.
life is always affering you better ways to do things, and i think your born and then you have more and more potential as you get older, provided you LIVE in this perspective, and dont just appreciate the view. |