“I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice.”
A friend of mine recently said, “Stupidity is a
choice.” True that. But, then so is intelligence. So is control, and so is
letting go. The problem is that, in real time, you can just make the choice;
the categories are always decided in retrospect. Right now, at this moment, the
choice that I have made could be both a mark of my control, or my desire to
just let go. The thing is that, right now, it doesn’t matter. It will later,
and then we could categorize it.
Imagine someone holding you, and asking you to
fall back, to let your hair down. You are scared that you’ll fall and they
assure you that you won’t. You trust and let go, but it is their control that
holds you from falling. So in that moment, what was the choice? One of letting
go or one of control?
So, maybe the choice isn’t always that clear,
or maybe it is a matter of perspective. Which would be the case either ways. So
I guess, after a point, you should stop mulling it over, make a choice and then
own up to it eventually.
“There are no safe choices. Only other
choices.”
