oftentimes certain thoughts reach us from time to time that it is impossible for us to escape from what seems to be the greatest test for all mankind, that is, the power of freewill. if greatlyexercised, one may use it to such great lengths and achieve things beyond the norms of society. what one needs is only the will to will, and consciousness to do so.
but also, from time to time, one stops to contemplate on the limitations of free will. sure enough, one may have the power to to will, but one may not, have the necessary tools and strength to express and realize a will. such is how humans are conditioned to be, forever feeble and weak before the power of the absolute.
and so we enter the world of choices, whether to submit, or not to submit, whether to choose a path differently from others, whether to be or not to be, to be good or bad, or to transcend beyond good and evil (heh), or to let ourselves forever be carried away by the masses that continue to elude us into a future that is ultimately bleak and dull. here is where we are given the power to choose. life is, as J said, about the choices that are made, and however cliched that might sounds, it rings true.
torn between choices, fearing what consequences we might face, seeing every path as equally potentially bright as another, we face a dilemma. why not both? like al ghazali said, one must only choose on over another. either a world of worldly knowledge, or that of the afterworld. with so little time on earth, one must not hoard all knowledge, or he becomes a bananafish and dies out of greed, gaining nothing, and giving nothing in return.
so choose i must.
That's nice, all paths bright and all. Mine are kinda, murky, dark and, dead dark. Well, at least there's 3 huh.I never did got the bananafish business. What's it about really? I mean, other than the obvious of 'Don't be a bananfish', is there anything more to it?
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oh mine is more, distinct and all… brave new world stuff. three our, millions, it doesn't matter. i don't have time. bananafish is about seymour la. it's about once you get into that hole, you become all kinda fascinated by all the knowledge around you, and start eating it all up. kinda like seymour since he's some smartass phd guy at the age of 18 or so. so greed it is, he hoards em all, being full and all, until at last he is trapped inside by everything that he has known or something. he can't get it out, and so he dies, like a bananafish. so suicide. tragic end.getit?
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Oh, I know it's bout Seymour. Was referring to it. I read Nine Stories but I don't have the other book, \”Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour:AN Intro\”.I see. NOW that Bananafish metaphor makes sense. Salinger, salinger.
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