#18 // unimaginative card games

There will be doubt. There will be questions. It’s inevitable.

Every person has flaws and if you commit to one person you’re going to eventually see their flaws.

Every ideology has shortcomings and if you commit to one ideology you’re going to eventually see that it has shortcomings.

Every theology has holes and if you commit to one theology you’re going to see that not ever hole can be filled.

But inadequacies are everywhere.

Every day ends with darkness. Every life ends with death. Every Autumn the leaves die and every Spring something new grows. Repetition (life!) is awkwardly predictable but also ironically imaginative.

In a world where everyone is trying to be original and creative everyone ends up looking like fools; like clowns who wear bright colours and say things really loudly in the hope of being noticed.

As the Writer says, if you simply try and tell it as you see it you’ll end up being original.

So in your repetition and commitment just know that doubt will show up. You may be able to anticipate it, but it may come when you least expect it. Either/Or questions will run you wild. It isn’t necessarily about conceding or receding.

It’s about residing.

It’s about building your house where you are. In the midst of your uncertainty and certainty you must stand resolute.

I’m going to suggest something.

If you have never faced any questions or doubt then it’s possible that you’re not playing by the rules. Like a child playing cards, she simply changes the rules of the game when they become inconvenient for her. She shouts out and assumes she has the authority to do whatever she wants.

If you have never face any doubt or questions then you’re probably playing your own game. Like a child you change the rules when they’re inconvenient for you and then you go on to say how the rules were restricting, legalistic and nonsensical. Eventually you’ll discover that your “creativity” was merely cowardly: you were unwilling to grip just a little bit harder.

NOW maybe you have been gripping. Maybe you have been gripping with all your might. Maybe your calloused hands are growing callouses. Maybe you’ve been standing resolute for the last several years. Maybe you have looked under every stone. Maybe you have compared and contrasted. Maybe the weight of your doubt and questions is becoming too much to bear. Maybe it is time to let go and move on.

Tomorrow we move on to Despair.

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4 Comments on “#18 // unimaginative card games”

  1. Anonymous
    September 6, 2011 at 11:10 pm #

    i like this post a lot. your words “repetition (life!) is awkwardly predictable but also ironically imaginative” is a beautiful truth, i think.
    I’m looking forward to ‘despair’ (I guess that sounds rather tragic of me.. oh well.)

    • September 7, 2011 at 12:20 am #

      “I’m looking forward to ‘despair'”.

      I don’t think I need to say how great that comment is.

  2. estolte
    September 7, 2011 at 7:48 pm #

    “Tomorrow we move on to Despair.” Been there! Will also look forward to what may come after??

  3. faysal
    September 8, 2011 at 5:07 pm #

    love the posts Michael even though i only understand a minute amount of them keep up the good work

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