Dr. Ian Malcolm: John, the kind of control you’re attempting simply is… it’s not possible. If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it’s that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh… well, there it is.
John Hammond: There it is.
Henry Wu: You’re implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will… breed?
Dr. Ian Malcolm: No. I’m, I’m simply saying that life, uh… finds a way.
For all the desire I have to control as much of my life as I can the one constant I have is that I cannot. My life is not determined by some fatalistic path pre-ordained by an unknown facet of the universe, nor do I have enough impact on existence to be able to bend to my will my desired outcome. My course in life is unknown, with the final scene still to be written.
One thing I do know is that my life will find it’s way to it’s destination, just because I am riding blind on this journey does not mean I won’t get there. If the road is straight then the path will be smooth, but any turns present a hazard that may present a shortcut or a bumpier road. I have crashed through barriers that have been painful, and one or two that are dangerous, yet reached new territories in my existence.
Just today I was explaining to someone about being made redundant from work. I was feeling controlled by events, but I was not contained by them. From this situation I ended up working for a company that I wouldn’t have chosen as a “next step” in my career, I wouldn’t have met someone who had a friend in New York, in short the group I was solely composed of wouldn’t have bred.
None of this could have been foreseen as I sat in an office being told that I wasn’t needed any more, it was at that point I stopped trying to fully plan my life and accepted that I would be influenced by events and not try to assert my will on them. So far it has worked out pretty well, but only time will tell.
This is the greatest thing about living, is the unexpectedness of it all. So many times the end of history/physics/cinema/humanity has been predicted and yet it all still goes on, revolutions have come and gone while we find new and creative ways to explore the universes and the human condition. Every hurdle is another opportunity to move forward, and these hurdles are thrown at us whether we are ready or not (and even if we are it will be thrown from a completely different direction from the one we were expecting).
Life, it finds a way.
Source: Smooth
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