You probably shouldn’t read this…
At what point must someone reconcile their personal philosophy with their reality? The reality that surrounds us, while not entirely created or controlled by us, is a product of our actions and our thoughts. Thus, to varying degrees, we create our own world. Not to say we are immune to outside influences. Indeed, it is often our reaction to those influences that has the greatest impact on our lives. So, if at some point in your life, you feel things are “broken,” how to proceed? Do you attempt to alter your fundamental thinking? Wouldn’t that also impact the things in your life you are happy with?
My current theory is this: The adult you are going to be is basically ‘built’ by a certain age. For some people it’s 12, for others it might be younger or older. Emotionally, the adult that you become is ready for its public beta. The BIOS is written, and the adolescent is YOU, RC1, and is released to the early adapters. To explain a few terms: BIOS stands for Basic Input/Output System. It’s the first thing a computer reads when it boots up. It’s sort of the failsafe. For the purposes of my analogy, it’s the human brain failsafe point. Its panic and stress and no sleep and no coffee and no sex. RC1 stands for “Release Candidate 1,” and it’s what a software company calls a product that is in final stages of testing. It’s pretty much done, and you’re not going to find problems until a lot of people are using it. And yes, I’m well aware that when you have to explain an analogy this much, it’s not a very good one. But I’m already committed to it, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to throw it away now.
So I think that a major problem is the “early adapters” in the wetworks (human) world. Public Schools. Your early adapters are a bunch of other RC1’s, and the faculty that only deals with RC1s on a daily basis. Talk about recipe for disaster.
Okay. That’s a WHOLE lot of writing that’s not going where I thought it would go. All the computer analogies are confusing ME. Besides, I’m not an eMachines with a broken key(which is a whole other metaphor). You should thank me. I just deleted almost 1,000 words that didn’t add anything to anything.
The real issue is actually quite simple (in all its complexity). If, as I say, “Nobody takes care of you but you,” when does it become necessary to purge the things from your life that do not contribute to long-term happiness? Much simpler is: “if you hate your job, quit.” Advice I’ve given and taken many times. The issue is more convoluted when dealing with relationships, though. Nobody ever made a buddy movie about their cubicle.
As I ponder, I wonder if there wasn’t a simple error made long ago. Like some idiot that builds their McMansion on stilts above the beach, and acts surprised when it collapses out from under them. If you construct your life as an exercise in dependence, you must always be prepared for emotional avalanches. Pseudo-symbiosis sucks.