Rambling about patterns.

This is a second draft of another rambling caught by the PDA-Keyboard, on the same day as the last one.

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As children, most of us think that the universe has no boundaries that we cannot eventually cross, contains no form that we cannot eventually take. When we are older, our experience stacks up to convince us that the roles and desires we struggled with for so long, were set in place by forces beyond our control -- and that the only reason we thought otherwise when we were kids, was because we weren't clever enough to see it happening.

It can be depressing, yes, but there's another side to this coin of knowledge. As we learn about the ways in which the world has forced itself upon us, and as we watch the same thing happening to other people, we get a feel for all the different ways that destinies can be curtailed. If we watch carefully, we can spot the exact moment when bad habits start, when pathways are chosen, the exact circumstances that push us through one door and slam another. We actually do become clever enough to see it happening. And what do we see, each time?

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Hmm, this line of thought has become too abstract. It's probably bedtime.