These days it is so easy for me to fall into pessimism. I do my best to avoid cynicism because I have never forgotten how Albert Camus defined the difference between cynicism and pessimism. Camus believed that the difference is that pessimism implies hope. With cynicism, there is no hope. The cynics drink their extra dry martinis on the wayside of resignation, caring nothing about other people and embracing with a dead humor the wasteland that is to come. In contrast, pessimists see the reality of the world with all of its inequality and warts and even horrors, but they have faith that things can change. They have the hope that through action we can revolutionize and improve our world.
Albert Camus Smokes A Cigarette And Beholds A Wondrous Life |
"My dear friend, life should be looked at with the pessimism of intelligence, with the critical sense of doubt, but also with the optimism of the will. When there's a will, nothing is fatal, nothing is inevitable, nothing is unchangeable.
I told you at the beginning: I believe in man. Man the creator of his own destiny."
Yes, if we embrace the will and believe in change, it is incredible what we can actually accomplish. As to Mr. Rob Brezsny's Horoscope for this coming week, here we go below...
"Try to be surprised by something every day," advises Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi in his book Creativity: Flow and the Psychology of Discovery and Invention. That's an inspirational idea for everyone all the time, but especially for you Scorpios right now. This is the week of all weeks when you have the best chance of tinkering with your rhythm so that it will thrive on delightful unpredictability. Are you brave enough to capitalize on the opportunity? I think you are. Concentrate your attention on cultivating changes that feel exciting and life-enhancing.
The Future Not Taken
— after Robert Frost
Two futures diverged in the word should,
And sorry I could not ignore both
And stay perfectly still, long I stood
And sagged into one as far as I could
To where it bent past a childhood growth;
Then took the other, not quite as fair,
But having perhaps the better claim,
Because it allowed you not to care;
Though as for that, the failing there
Had worn us out about the same,
And both in morning equally lay
In hopes no fears had cancered black.
Oh, I kept the faith for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever turn back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere pages and pages hence:
Two futures diverged in "He Should", and I—
I took the one without the why,
And from there rose all our diffidence.
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