The story of human progress is the story of a pursuit of homogenous perfection. Conformity has always been chased as a desirable end for the mass as a whole. We’re always pushed towards conformity and uniformity, even in the face of the starkly opposite empirical evidence. Order from chaos is the principle of the universe, is what we are told. This is exactly why the so-called “inbetweeners” suffer the most. For a generation thrown into perhaps the most unpredictable century the world has seen to date, adulting is a difficult process, and this underlying principle makes it even more difficult. Why is it that we can’t simply embrace chaos, period. Finding beauty in things as they are, and not what they can be, is the hallmark of the millennial generation, and it shows.
It is odd considering the way nature is actually shaped. Think about how the universe was formed. If Hydrogen had never rebelled to fuse with another atom to form Helium, the universe as we know it wouldn’t have existed. Never before have we as a society come close to capturing this revelry of chaos as we are today. Ergo, “adulting” takes on a unique meaning altogether right now. The process in itself is fraught with complexions and change, which defines this organic stage of life because on a quest to define yourself to the world, you actually redefine and find yourself. The journey is dangerous, to yourself and people around you, but necessary, and the only way to deal with this change is to embrace it.
Another thing that this book made me ponder over was the fragility of human beings and our emotions. Although the book doesn’t delve into it deeply, it is interesting to look back on our emotional behaviour and perhaps reflect on who are emotionally, and where we are headed. Often, we crumble in front of ourselves without realising, and sometimes we fly. But more often than not, we get to choose how we want to go about this, and that friends, makes all the difference.
Cross-Posted on The Standing Coin