Choices

Choices... Well we have to make them all the time, don't we? And it's a real pain in the ass. Some choices have consequences we never expected. That's what really makes it so difficult. When you start thinking about the consequences.

Imagine being a president, king, queen, whatever... Imagine the decisions they have to make. If a decision a normal human being would have to make can seem hard, what about their choices? These choices wont affect a small group of people, it will affect an entire country. It's huge, don't you think? Can you imagine making a decision that would affect millions of people? I can't. Even thinking about it scares me. And also knowing that it will undoubtedly be in some public record, which means it might come to haunt for the rest of your life. But even the smallest of decision made by the most regular kind of person could have unknown consequences for that person. Should I hurry home, or should I stay here I while? If he/she would hurry home they might get hit by a car and become a paraplegic. That small decision "should I hurry home or stay a while longer?". It might even be smaller than that. Should I go to the bathroom now, or wait until I get home? With the same consequence. It's maddening. Why is something so simple so difficult?

It translates to every situation. It might be something so simple as walking up to a girl that you've had your eye on for a while to say hello, or not. You might get shot down really bad, obsess about it, loose your confidence for a long time. Things might hit you in places you never thought possible. And, trust me, they almost always do. A good metaphorical kick in the groin might leave you metaphorically sterile for the rest of your life. When you start to think about things, they don't seem so simple anymore. Or maybe it's just me? Maybe I'm the only one who's obsessive enough to imagine all the negative possible outcomes. The trick I guess is just to ignore them. But once they've entered your mind it's impossible to get them out. It's like 'The Game' (I just lost it, by the way). The only objective of the game is to NOT think about the game. But once you do, it's really hard not to. It's built upon ironic processing, which states that "[...] attempts to avoid certain thoughts make those thoughts more persistent.". 


Then there is something called "existential choices". Choices that you know inevitably will change your entire life. But I never really accepted existential choices, because I believe there really isn't anything special about them. A choice is a choice, and it's consequence is definite. They always somehow define who you are. What you choose defines who you are, and who you are has a direct influence on your existence. Therefore I believe all choices are existential. We are all the gods of our own existence.


Over and out.