Anything Considered

"He who fails to plan, plans to fail" is a maxim many of us have been ingrained with since our youth. In many ways this is sound advice. Lofty aims are made possible with tiny, focused steps, and no piece of work/project can be completed without some form of prior planning.

I always feel a pressure to want to do something about my problems. I don't know whether it is really a subconscious aspiration for an ideal, or some kind of unsettledness in being wounded and not addressing the pain. It is a fix-it mentality that has served me well in many ways. Academically, and in other personal interests.

But there are some things that are simply beyond easy fixing; some problems that remain malignant in spite of concerted attempts at a solution. And these things remain, causing me the most pain, and yet defy the simple label of a problem, instead becoming a very part of life.

Approaching every difficulty seeking simple solutions reduces men to sophisticated machines. Life is such that the monochrome extends itself multifariously, where every good in one dimension is a bad in the next. Sometimes giving up the pain is selfishness, and taking it in the only way out.

John Lennon once remarked that "Life is what happens to you when you're busy making other plans." In a sense, it's true. But life is the plan making, plan breaking, and empty waiting rolled in one.

I wish there was a favorable answer to my problem and my pain.