Life really is like a paperclip chain. Without the link, you cannot find yourself moving anywhere other than circumnavigating a very squashed and scrunched S shape. If you’re very lucky you will escape the S bend and begin a very long endless task of creating your very own chain. Science doesn’t have a chemical formula for luck; it struggles with its elemental structuring. Is it an outside force chance random thing, happenstance, or is it a personal directive thing, you make your own luck. No matter, its pseudo reality is universally accepted as a life element, unexplained yet certainly somewhat vaguely intertwined.
Getting it right before moving on becomes a major priority, the only priority, when you are facing the actual end of your paperclip. Forget the end of your tether, rope or absolutely any other physicality, mechanical or metaphorical. When you’re told to go home and get your affairs in order, it really is an order, not some meme attached to a beautiful setting sun accompanied by footprints in the sand.
When you begin to realize, which comes way before shock anger denial depression acceptance, that your circumnavigation is about to head off somewhere unfamiliar, with all its associated insecurities, getting things right becomes your world of paperclips, past present future.
Moving on is inevitable, no matter how much we resist deny and rage against its very undeniable force. It’s not so much the term that distresses us. It’s the actual fact that moving on is a reality. Accompany that with the queasy question of what does moving on actually really mean and to actually where. We are all moving on, at all times and all together, yet in our own time. We just don’t generally recognize or register its presence in our robotic normal daily lives.
Getting things right is a very personal position, but it’s not until your paperclip changes shape via an external force or your compass becomes internally magnetized. Only then will you really know how to begin the disentanglement from your solitary clip or chain.
There are no solitary linkages to be found.
Observing whats real is becoming increasingly difficult. This site is my view, my perception and my commentary on what I believe to be real, from my own unique position.