on proportions

sometimes too much will never be enough.

one more time??

the simplicity commonly experienced in life is the lack of overall control one possesses. the only provable truth of life is its given manner of continuing until end. in short: it goes on.

this would seemingly encourage one to take advantage of the few moments where control is applicable; making choices when they are available. but this, like the variety of control, is rarely the case.

in the times of choice, the common ideal is to flow instead of seize. as life passively passes we empathize in said flow, moving quietly alongside. the act of challenge posts itself as a...challenge. and that would require work, which requires thought (post-secondary), which requires care, thought (secondary), understanding, patience, self awareness, extrovert awareness, and thought (primary). is all that work really worth it?

for happiness, is there a path that requires no understanding, or does one need choice to be happy?