I've learned so much, yet changed so little.
The war begins.After 4 years of secondary school, 16 years of traditional schooling, and almost 22 years of being alive, here's the one thing I've really learned:
The more you try to be different, the more you'll end up being the same.
I'm not a snowflake. I'm not even really making my own path. Dali and Abe Lincoln did that, but even then, they were just doing what they thought they ought to do. I ought to make art, but honestly, I'm not reinventing the wheel.
Some scientists at Michigan State have actually caught E. Coli evolving to consume a nutrient that they had not ever been known to consume. They even traced back generations of E. Coli to some random event that happened tens of thousands of generations before the evolution occurred.
But once that change occurred to a single bacteria, that new population began to thrive. Multiplying. Making the unique, less so. If this new bacteria would ever be accidentally released, there would be a sea change in the world biology.
I want to make that change. I want to make something so grand as to alter the way the world thinks and feels, hopefully for the better. I want to make the sea change, now that I've been released into the wild. Though only time will tell if I will die off or flourish in this new life. This is what I quietly and secretly desire.
But I know...that the truth...the reality behind it all. I'm just another person, going about my business, doing what I ought to do. And the only thing I can hope for is that my life is some random event that triggers something larger than myself, like opening a message in a bottle, many generations from today. Read:
"Don't forget me."