A Fool No More

Exploring life’s dynamics at its core, I grapple with the profound essence of existence.

I engage in the ongoing process of learning — to think, comprehend, communicate, and evolve.

Despite aspiring to perfection, my imperfections surface through behaviors rooted in dissatisfaction and contemporary emptiness.

For a moment, I believed control was the ultimate root. When tormented by an insatiable longing, one seizes control of decisions, as I did in my own life.

Growing up amidst strong, independent leaders, I admired their ability to take charge in challenging circumstances. The lessons ingrained were about grasping matters firmly.

Yet, I discovered the moral grayness of such a belief. While creating a contingency for oneself to meet others’ needs is crucial, blindly adopting this principle is a perilous path.

Life’s natural order involves learning, adapting, and fortifying against potential threats. Just as the body learns from viruses to prevent future infections, so should one integrate past experiences to safeguard against repeated follies.

The age-old adage, ‘Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me,’ rings true.

Learning from past deceptions, I reclaim control, setting limitations to establish a standard. However, I question the universal justifiability of control.

Is it a necessity in every scenario? The absurd notion that one individual cannot rectify problems caused by others challenges conventional wisdom.

Perhaps, the essence lies in letting go, akin to the body breathing again after healing an infection.

Although relinquishing control seems more challenging than holding on, finding peace through self-imposed release offers a subtle solace.