An excerpt from the Waking Life
Hey. Could we do that again? I know we haven’t met, but I don’t want to be an ant, you know? I mean, it’s like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continuously on ant auto-pilot with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient polite manner. “Here’s your change.” “Paper or plastic?” “Credit or debit?” “You want ketchup with that?” I don’t want a straw, I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don’t want to give that up. I don’t want to be an ant, you know?
Yeah. Yeah, no. I don’t want to be an ant either. Heh. Yeah, thanks for kind of jostling me there. I’ve been kind of on zombie auto-pilot lately, I don’t feel like an ant in my head, but I guess I probably look like one. It’s kind of like D.H. Lawrence had this idea of two people meeting on a road. And instead of just passing and glancing away, they decide to accept what he calls “the confrontation between their souls.” It’s like, um, freeing the brave reckless gods within us all.
Then it’s like we have met.
If you don’t want to be an ant, then don’t be. Free the restless god within yourself.
Open your eyes. Admire the details. Give attention to the moments in between. You don’t have to be an ant. Choose not to be. Allow yourself the power to decide how much a moment will matter rather than the moment decide it for you. Don’t chop it up to the universe. The universe is infinite. There are endless possibilities and you have the free will to be reckless to your heart’s content.