I’ve been thinking lately, that we are all both self anointed puppets, and unfairly appointed master puppeteers. Imagining the world as a series of connections is easy, and beautiful for that matter. But it seems to me that these connections that bind us, these strings, are often attached to our arms and legs, or our mouths and minds. I play other’s games constantly, and allowing yourself to be pushed or pulled in any way, to me, is unfair to the real you. So the first step, then, would be to cut off the strings that tug at you. I know I’m tired of letting others control how I feel, act, and what I do. Once free, I suppose it is every person’s duty to try and set down the mandibles that are constantly forced upon them. Maybe underneath all the self affirmations and ideals of liberty, people want to be manipulated. It’s sure easier than living your life as you intend. A puppeteer and a puppet, oh, and also a human, wrapped up into one. What a Christmas gift, 365 days of the year.
And you inspire me, anonymous. I’d love to have a conversation with you sometime, exchange thoughts and ideas. :)