The Scales of Life
Dear Sir HiggenBottom,
Life is a trade-off... a bitter sweet scale... constantly shifting and swaying to correct itself back to equillibrium. On the one side of the scale is happiness, content, and relaxation. On the other side of the scales is depression, stress, and sadness. Daddy comes home from Vietnam... scales tip... Beaver doesn't make the baseball team... scales equalize. It is a grey world, never a completely white world,ora completely black world for both of these situations are unworkable. The scales fall, if they tip too far to one side. And besides, if they tip all the way to one side, then the scales come to rest. Never moving, never changing. The same happy go lucky existence for eternity. I believe that happiness is all relative to how bad a situation could be... If it were sweetness and light day in day out, then that existence would become grey as well. For what could be compared? I mean, life would become predicatble. A drull and meaningless walk through of things going right, every time. No anticipation, no surprise. No joy, because everything would be expected. Everyone would get what they wanted. Every kick would go through... Every college would call... Every time would be fast. A meaningless succession of "happy" events when... in reality they wouldn't be happy events anymore. They would be the flow of time. The scales would rust, and eventually dissapear altogether. The human life would be a mockery. There would be no expectation anymore. Because in order to have an expectation, there has to be a little fear of that expectation failing.... In a strange way I feel better now.
Thanks HiggenBottom, I owe you a sodi-pop
Life is a trade-off... a bitter sweet scale... constantly shifting and swaying to correct itself back to equillibrium. On the one side of the scale is happiness, content, and relaxation. On the other side of the scales is depression, stress, and sadness. Daddy comes home from Vietnam... scales tip... Beaver doesn't make the baseball team... scales equalize. It is a grey world, never a completely white world,ora completely black world for both of these situations are unworkable. The scales fall, if they tip too far to one side. And besides, if they tip all the way to one side, then the scales come to rest. Never moving, never changing. The same happy go lucky existence for eternity. I believe that happiness is all relative to how bad a situation could be... If it were sweetness and light day in day out, then that existence would become grey as well. For what could be compared? I mean, life would become predicatble. A drull and meaningless walk through of things going right, every time. No anticipation, no surprise. No joy, because everything would be expected. Everyone would get what they wanted. Every kick would go through... Every college would call... Every time would be fast. A meaningless succession of "happy" events when... in reality they wouldn't be happy events anymore. They would be the flow of time. The scales would rust, and eventually dissapear altogether. The human life would be a mockery. There would be no expectation anymore. Because in order to have an expectation, there has to be a little fear of that expectation failing.... In a strange way I feel better now.
Thanks HiggenBottom, I owe you a sodi-pop