Life - the choices we have (or dont)...

What got me started on this topic was this entire helplessness that exists around controlling one's heart. i mean - life would be so god-damned simple if we could all logically decide who to love, what to support, how much to stretch, what all to feel (or not feel).

If we could order the heart to like or dislike someone or something - it wouldnt catch us by surprise. It would make life and its course fairly safe, simple and straightforward. Possibly even open up avenues of spending more time enjoying it than crying / screaming / raving / ranting about things not under control.

So then why does it all sound so boring to me??? Have always believed that the unpredictability of life makes it interesting - but is this really true? Isnt this just another way of consoling oneself when things dont go as per plan?

What would anyone do if given a true choice between the two - choose what your life should be like or let it come to you one day at a time?

How many of us will actually choose the latter? why?

Is the fear or boredom truly greater than the fear of uncertainity?

hmmm... i wonder...

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Rambling on... again..

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