Greeks...and there phaton

The greeks believed that everything was fate. The gods constructed this life for you when you were born and that's the way it was. If they wanted you to get stabbed by a spear at the age of 14, that's what would happen, it was unavoidable. Now that were in America in 2006 (wow that's weird), we are in a society of confusion, of choices. Do I become a Psychologist or a teacher? Get married to one girl or think about another, keep a kid or have an abortion, or move to Arizona or stay here. All viable choices...and yet they plague us everyday. What do we do? Life's desiscions keep getting bigger as we grow older. First it was little choices, like should I go out with that girl even though I don't think she's right for me. Then we went to college and it was what college to go to if any. Now as we move on into the real world (some of us faster than others), we are faced with these completly life altering choices, that set the path for our lives thereafter. So what should we do? If we take the safe, comfortable choice we always think....WHAT IF?? A horrible way to live. But if we take that risk...and we regret it, it's hard to turn back. Also, a horrible way to live. I think what I may have left out one thing. In one of these choices, there's chance for something we all strive for...magic. This golden ring I speak of, is that feeling you get when the unexpected happens. This comes in many forms; love, compassion, inspiration, success, and more. And it's that chance for magic that makes us confused and seemingly stuck forever in an indisicive void. It's hell, but if you ask me...it's the only reason to live.

Next Post: maybe I'll get to Entourage....maybe I'll write more important stuff