Wednesday, January 04, 2023

Erosive Non-thinking

There's a certain comfort in knowing that someday, hopefully many years hence, the world will go on, unchanged, for the lack of me.  Pressure builds to make the right decision, or to make up for the bad decisions, just in case there's the off chance something done affects anything of consequence.  The thought, "I'm inconsequential" somehow seems peaceful and calming.

No sane person wants to be a part of something to bring suffering on any scale.  Every one of us has that potential, though, if we don't think through our decisions.  Intellectual sloth, even on a small scale, becomes a damaging and erosive force in the long term.