This weekend I’m busy writing grade reports, so I’ve collected and edited 15 thoughts jotted into my notebook over the last few months. All of them represent stillborn posts, ideas I considered but somehow couldn’t return to…
I used a random number generator to put them in this order.
1. The impulse to roam resides so deep in humanity that progress—if there even is such a thing—is irresistible. Anything static begins to feel like death.
2. A co-worker once told me people miss the word “not” in statements like “Don’t be nervous” or “I’m not mad.” Now I wonder what instructions I’ve been giving myself all these years.
3. Aging reminds me of wandering into a neighborhood I do and don’t know. I could knock on doors and meet the locals, but I’d rather not find out where I am.
4. I haven’t seen many real fights, but I know violence alters the air around it—another dimension momentarily erupts into ours and drags everyone in.
5. Are we close to the point when any effort to convince people to think of others is doomed to failure?
6. When I board my imaginary time machine, I always travel back to the first mistake that felt irreversible.
7. Some people ridicule those who live by the rule of “Nothing ventured, nothing lost,” but I think about what we’ve been spared… and what the blindly ambitious have foist upon us.
8. People who don’t mind being hated have a sort of superpower.
9. Buddhists are right that desire breeds misery, and the American solution—acquire things until you desire nothing more—is a fantasy.
10, I’ve never taken part in a conversation that includes the words, “There’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you…”
11. If privacy is keeping something sacred to yourself, perhaps its opposite is believing nothing is unique to any individual.
12. Most of the young people I meet couldn’t care less about who owns the art they consume. For many of them, anyone thinking of selling art doesn’t understand what art is.
13. No one likes hearing our organic sensory devices perceive the world and not us—the idea of such devices suggests no “us” at all.
14. When I picture the planet spinning, I start thinking of the earth as a generator and wonder what force all this life might be creating.
15. The surreal and the absurd seem so close they’re inseparable, but what if they aren’t? What if there’s a sort of surrealism that is entirely invisible… and we’re living in it?