August 02, 2002

I can spell eschatology, anyway

At least part of yesterday's entry should probably be put down to the divine
discontent that is part of the human condition. (I can't remember who wrote that
phrase, and I'm not sure how it can be simultaneously divine and human, but I like
it anyway.) People who don't wonder at all if the world could be bigger than they
know are just piggies in their extra-comfortable sties complete with couch and TV.
People who have too much of it are ramblers who can't handle being pinned down.
People just short of either extreme can be very happy and productive, though,
either building a snug home and stable business, on one extreme, or turning
wanderlust into a profession like travel reporters and photographers on the other.
I definitely lean toward the wanderers: I like change, and to my mind, better
poetry has been written but none more viscerally thrilling than Kipling's
"Something hidden. Go and find it. Go, and look behind the Ranges -- Something
lost behind the Ranges. Lost and waiting for you . . . Go!"

Posted by dichroic at August 2, 2002 04:59 PM
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