Would you rather have lived and died than never have lived at all?
Not to be morbid or anything, but philosophically speaking, I think I'd rather
not have lived at all. Either there is a nothingness before you were born and a
nothingness after, or there is something blissful before and after which seems
hard to believe. Perhaps it's a kind of neutral undifferentiated world
consciousness we merge into as Indian philosophy says. Why would you trade that
for this blip on earth with its excruciating choices, challenges, sufferings
etc? Once you are here, you have to be fully committed, invested, present. But
committed to what? It's a circus and not a particularly good one. If you are
one of the monkeys or clowns, maybe you do not feel all this. You can genuinely
be invested or committed because you are not even aware of your monkeyess or
clownishness. You entertain people, make them laugh, you enjoy yourself, it
looks all good. I can imagine you'd rather have this shot over here than go
back to nothing. Some of us are not so lucky. I do not experience myself as a
performer in this circus, but I am still forced to play a part. I stick around
the sidelines, scared someone might push me in with the performing creatures. I
try to enjoy the acts, but I cannot. I see through the masks, the facades, the
games. The pointlessness really. I sometimes make connections with others like
me who are spectators too. Outsiders looking in, trying to make sense of the
circus, trying to figure out the meaning of it. But it's rare. Some of them are
blessed with the ability to be outside and still enjoy the inside. They can
laugh with the clown for a moment without becoming one. It doesn't threaten who
they are. I wish I was that blessed too. That I did not have to be in this
tight spot, as it were. Finding ways to work around the circus, fulfilling some
role of my own. But it's not easy because the circus will keep pulling you into
it. It's a constant fight to secure yourself, not give way. I suppose that's
why you'd rather not have been put here... but you have been... so you must
make what you can of it.
posted by Sylvia D'souza at 11:41 pm
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