Life’s a mix of things.
Life’s a delicate mix of things.
Yours,mine and even the guy on the road who sells umbrellas, we’ve all got lives that are a mi of things.It’s almost funny how we seldom notice such things, despite priding ourselves on being so observant.
The man of the world lives in nuance and by degrees, he lives in a mixture of light and shadow, in confused enchantment or irresolute mediocrity: in the middle. Tragic man lives in the extreme tension between contraries, going from a yes and no confusedly merged back to a yes and a no that are clear and clearly preserved in their opposition. He does not see man as a passable mixture of middling qualities and honest failings, but as an endurable meeting of extreme grandeur and extreme destitution, an incongruous nothingness in which the two infinities collide.
Infinities are a concept that many fail to understand, I say this essentially because John Green has gotten a lot of us believing in the wrong thing.
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.” – John Green
While walking out of the theater I tried to explain to my friends why there were, in fact, exactly the same amount of numbers between 0 and 1 as 0 and 2, but Cantor and bijective functions are not great learning tools to English majors.
Even this little post could prove to be analogous with life, as a delicate mixture of things.We’ve touched up on Contemporary Young Adult Literature to Advanced Calculus.
For a final year college student, who’d been thrust with responsibilities he never knew even existed and as a person who struggles with getting his life into order, making that transcendent journey from a careless teenager to an adult who cleans up after himself, may not be graceful as I’d hoped.It is a mix of left over teenage angst, artifacts of past love, hormonal fluctuations like Male PMS, learning to pay the bills, buttering up my own toast, drinking responsibly *sigh* because of that important lecture next day, prospective placements and careers. But even with all this happening, to me life is a mixture with
-Just enough Pathos.