My Sinisterhand

I don’t profess to have all the answers and for the most part I am glad I don’t. Yet, what is it that angers and annoys me so much about my worldview being trashed and tread upon like dirt? I believe it is disrespecting and insulting to both the belief and even more for the person who holds it. I find friends and people in general are more approachable to an open dialogue about philosophies, worldviews, and topics on life when I respect them and their beliefs as if they were my own. Out of love for them as my fellow man, it doesn’t make sense to try and pick apart or destroy what they hold dear and use to live their lives daily. Whether the subject is culture, ethics, religion, or societal issues, each one of us holds some sort of worldview of them. Only through open and honest dialogue in a public domain can we work through these ideas, testing each one rationally and logically for coherence and correspondence to the world around us.

The simplicity that comes with being a child is unnerving to most adults. The lack of control and the care-free sense would drive most of us insane. Their actions are simple and without regret, almost as if we, the learned and self aware, have forgotten how to act without reservation or hesitation. It amazes me to see the truth in a child’s ways. I do believe in choosing wisely and counting the cost of my actions. However, it seems to me that we have become enthralled with the decision making process and have left the actual choice out in the rain. We hold our heads high because we can process complex decisions and come to a rational and relative decision without using prejudice or emotion. Yet, we have lost the flavor of taking risks and being bold. I find that the journey is more enjoyable if I struggle all along the way. It prevents me from forgetting the journey and allows me to relish in my victories and learn from my losses.

Audaces Fortuna Juvat

-Jason