Ariadne's Thread

From the end, on can see a new beginning. There might be something that out there that we are unaware of. Perhaps something "controlling" the order of the world at large. People think that there is some form of god out there. The Greeks had the inclination that there were many gods, and today we, as Christians, believe that there is one. One being, all powerful, capable of doing only good. However, to say that a person, or being can be totally good, is as erroneous as saying that the earth is flat.

Each of us consists of different traits, inevitably forged during the course of our lives. The environment plays a heavier role in our development. For example, people have asserted that we inherit certain traits from our parents; this sort of Mendelian type thing. I like to think of this "inheritance of traits" as more of a "predisposition towards" a certain kind of personality. In other words, people do not inherit personality traits, per se, but rather a set of DNA that will sort of shift this person one way or the other. It is like Robert Frost describe in "The Road less Traveled" "and I, I took the one less traveled by, and that makes all the difference." What he is saying that he had a conscious choice to decide what his path was, and he chose the one in which no one had traveled before.

In our growth, we are faced with many dilemmas, or as dialectics would call them, conflicts. These conflicts will mold us like clay, and create the person that we become when we are older. People are clay, in fact, but never harden or solidify. The conflict in life is like water, when water touches the clay it makes the clay more malleable and thus, we are more easily molded. Since conflict is not always as great at all points in time, The clay does have times when it does begin to harden, ever so slightly, but it never becomes a pot, for example. What this metaphor is referring to is, that we as humans, have a certain period of growth? Or a nature to deceive.