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Ambitions
I've been looking for a line (I think it's from the Ingoldsby Legends- but deuced if I can find it) which declares that a man has fulfilled his duty to the ages if he has
1. Produced a child
2. Written a book
3. Planted a tree.
I've done all three- the first in triplicate. So, please sir, can I be excused, now?
When I was a very small child I wanted to be a farmer. Well, having just spent an hour mucking out the rabbit and the guinea pigs, I reckon I've fulfilled that ambition too. P.S. There's a reason why guinea pigs are called "pigs" and it's not just because they squeak.
Do I have any ambitions left? More pertinently, is it proper for a person in their mid 50s to still have ambitions?
Except to grow old with dignity and grace- and not to hang about too long.
1. Produced a child
2. Written a book
3. Planted a tree.
I've done all three- the first in triplicate. So, please sir, can I be excused, now?
When I was a very small child I wanted to be a farmer. Well, having just spent an hour mucking out the rabbit and the guinea pigs, I reckon I've fulfilled that ambition too. P.S. There's a reason why guinea pigs are called "pigs" and it's not just because they squeak.
Do I have any ambitions left? More pertinently, is it proper for a person in their mid 50s to still have ambitions?
Except to grow old with dignity and grace- and not to hang about too long.
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You could always write *another* book. The first was jolly good.
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I have thought about writing another book- but if I did, it would have to be something substantially different. I wouldn't want to repeat myself.
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(And how about that? I've done all three, as well.)
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But Ailz and I belong to something called the Woodland Trust and give money so that trees may be planted, day in and day out, all over the place.
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I love trees.
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God, I sure hope so. I'm 55, busy planning my emigration from Sweden to the UK next year, finding a new job, all kinds of neat stuff. I haven't seen India yet or learned to scuba dive either.
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I'm world-weary.
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I've got a few ambitions left. Most of them would be much easier to accomplish if I were to become unexpectedly independently wealthy. :-)
Sticking around for a few more years is a worthy ambition.
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Maybe I'd aquire a few, fresh-minted ambitions if I suddenly came into a lot of money.
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Does the book have to be published?
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You are aware, of course, that guinea pigs are on the menu in some parts of South America? When one has lemons, one makes lemonade. When one has guinea pigs, one makes BBQ.
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It's hard to see The Meaning of Life back there, and it feels like hubris to force meaning into our lives now.
God, what hard lives we live when it's all about predator or prey. And everybody's muddy and covered with flies.
I wonder if anybody ever cried. How to choose what to cry about? Life was so awful, just finding a mudhole or not getting gored to death meant a good day.
And I complain because I don't have a new sofa. Sheesh.
Ambitions are, I think, a way to force us to feel we are doing something for the hive. Just being--as you say, with dignity and grace--is surely enough.
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We assume the past must have been worse in every way- but it ain't necessarily so. For instance I was reading the other day that our image of medieval peasants having bad teeth is simply not true. Some archaeologist who specialised in medieval peasants was saying that s/he had never found a medieval peasant with even a single dental cavity. They didn't have access to sugar, see....
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Of course people found meaning in their lives. They loved their families, they had celebrations when they got a musk-ox or whatever, and they probably had many good days.
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God.
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