I'm making the comparison between the future and the dark side of the moon. We both know it's there; yet, we know nothing about it. Unexplored, mysterious, intriguing, frightening- the two should do a tango.
I'm not saying that I'm afraid of the future (to the extent of never leaving the safety of my house) or that I have no idea of what's coming my way, but I'm sure that from this analogy, there is an implication of a slight tremor, a slight apprehensiveness. I mean, if someone were to ask me to choose between the two, I'd hesitate at first.
The dark side of the moon is vacant, but, isn't space also some lost void hat we kind of know only some stuff about? And that is not to say that it is not interesting; quite the contrary, actually. I'm sure there is something there- even if it's just a piece of space trash or the tip of a comet, it's still extremely fascinating.
Which is more, shall I say, indulging? If the dark side of the moon is to be made into some huge ordeal, shouldn't everything that is new to the human eye become one too? The future is definite. Fact. However, we will never presently be in the future.
So, if someone demanded I choose between the two, how could I choose? The future is nonexistent and the dark side of the moon is just darkness. There's nothing there, right?!? Perhaps I'm being too vague in my argument, if it's even one at all. I'm simply saying that both the dark side of the moon and the future scare me. There it is: the unknown is terrifying.
But it's also extremely intriguing.
Being on a cliff, it's scary right? Your heart is pounding and your knees are wobbly and your mind is racing. The thought of jumping off is almost inevitable; you contemplate the feeling of flying and the desire increases. Sometimes you let your mind wander so far, you find yourself at the edge, peering down, down, down.
So perhaps I may end this spiel with a certain conclusion: fear is independent of the unknown, but the unknown is not without fear. You see, it is this simple speculation that I am able to appropriately confirm that I'm terrified of the unknown. Absolutely, overtly, extremely scared. But if we can separate the two so that fear is no longer a distraction nor something that discontinues a certain interest, I feel as though the unknown will become something of a different nature; rather, it has the potential to become understood. We are capable of exploring, and thus we shall.
We shall get lost. We shall mess up. Yet, we shall learn and improve. The unknown is the unknown until we venture into its clasp. The unknown is scary until we know something about it.
So, I suggest we not ignore the fear, but instead take it head on. If we use it to our advantage, as a motivator perhaps, we can become more knowledgeable. And with that, my dear reader, go get lost!
I'm not saying that I'm afraid of the future (to the extent of never leaving the safety of my house) or that I have no idea of what's coming my way, but I'm sure that from this analogy, there is an implication of a slight tremor, a slight apprehensiveness. I mean, if someone were to ask me to choose between the two, I'd hesitate at first.
The dark side of the moon is vacant, but, isn't space also some lost void hat we kind of know only some stuff about? And that is not to say that it is not interesting; quite the contrary, actually. I'm sure there is something there- even if it's just a piece of space trash or the tip of a comet, it's still extremely fascinating.
Which is more, shall I say, indulging? If the dark side of the moon is to be made into some huge ordeal, shouldn't everything that is new to the human eye become one too? The future is definite. Fact. However, we will never presently be in the future.
So, if someone demanded I choose between the two, how could I choose? The future is nonexistent and the dark side of the moon is just darkness. There's nothing there, right?!? Perhaps I'm being too vague in my argument, if it's even one at all. I'm simply saying that both the dark side of the moon and the future scare me. There it is: the unknown is terrifying.
But it's also extremely intriguing.
Being on a cliff, it's scary right? Your heart is pounding and your knees are wobbly and your mind is racing. The thought of jumping off is almost inevitable; you contemplate the feeling of flying and the desire increases. Sometimes you let your mind wander so far, you find yourself at the edge, peering down, down, down.
So perhaps I may end this spiel with a certain conclusion: fear is independent of the unknown, but the unknown is not without fear. You see, it is this simple speculation that I am able to appropriately confirm that I'm terrified of the unknown. Absolutely, overtly, extremely scared. But if we can separate the two so that fear is no longer a distraction nor something that discontinues a certain interest, I feel as though the unknown will become something of a different nature; rather, it has the potential to become understood. We are capable of exploring, and thus we shall.
We shall get lost. We shall mess up. Yet, we shall learn and improve. The unknown is the unknown until we venture into its clasp. The unknown is scary until we know something about it.
So, I suggest we not ignore the fear, but instead take it head on. If we use it to our advantage, as a motivator perhaps, we can become more knowledgeable. And with that, my dear reader, go get lost!