While probability can now be computed based on withstanding data, there is no proven equation to determine predictability. Everything is probable but nothing is predictable per se. Everything that can happen may happen and, God forbid, will happen. A minute, an hour, a day, a week or a month from now, something is bound to occur that shall have little or extensive effect on the future - not just yours but to everyone else, even to people you never knew existed.
It is common knowledge that millions fall ill everyday. Thousands are admitted to hospitals on a daily basis. A percentage of those thousands suffer from malignant, incurable, rare or even undiagnosed diseases. We know this, but we are indifferent nonetheless because it seems surreal to us. It seems the probability of us or anyone close to us to be a part of these statistics is very low. Nothing is as it seems. The unexpected will fire through regardless if we are wearing our vests or not.
The unexpected takes us aback. It makes us take a moment and breathe. It makes us ponder over our own lives, at the expense of one's that may be at the brink of being lost. It reminds us that no matter who we are, where we are and what we have, we are not exemption to the unpleasant elements of existence. We are all crawling worms at the mercy of a higher complex being.
We come to realize that no problem is too intolerable, no person is too powerful and no achievement is too great. We are driven to not just see but to look, not just hear but listen, not just smell but savor, not just taste but relish, not just touch but feel, not just know but care... to not just be alive but to LIVE. We return to the innocence of our youth, untainted of the extravagance the modern world necessitized.
Why does it have to take a hideous circumstance to remind us of the splendor of life?
*.* as if! @ 12:23:00 PM • • RBJ