I am a compulsive controller, I confess. Desire to control everything, always. It's a hell that puts me in a constant state of anxiety because, in fact, I know not control anything.
This is exhausting, especially for those who do not have a god to delegate his own desire, petty, controlling everything around them. Those who have faith, there is the breath of the belief that someone would be in control, for good and for ill.
But again, this is nothing but a mere delegation of individual desire for emotional control. So I suspect that all alike, we are visited by the anguish of loss of control, one way or another.
Perhaps the best that life would be letting ourselves be carried away by it, like a river of rapids, where there is no alternative but to take its course. The problem is we do not know where that river takes us. So succumb to the desire to swim against the current.
This is exhausting, especially for those who do not have a god to delegate his own desire, petty, controlling everything around them. Those who have faith, there is the breath of the belief that someone would be in control, for good and for ill.
But again, this is nothing but a mere delegation of individual desire for emotional control. So I suspect that all alike, we are visited by the anguish of loss of control, one way or another.
Perhaps the best that life would be letting ourselves be carried away by it, like a river of rapids, where there is no alternative but to take its course. The problem is we do not know where that river takes us. So succumb to the desire to swim against the current.
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