There are a number of sayings that essentially convey the idea that one should, “be careful of what you wish for because you just might get it!” As the years go on it becomes very evident to many that what immediately seems a good course of action can turn out to be another variation on the same old outcome. And after a while it is not hard at all to come to discover that the element that turns the whole situation is probably you and not the other person. After all, you picked them. Good judgement generally puts you in diametric opposition with your own bad instincts and underlying unreasonable emotions. This really comes into play when your heart unexpectedly attaches to the wrong person especially when a third party is involved. It really becomes a veritable ‘bitch’ when you had a relationship with person #3 before person #2.
So the rule of thumb seems to be that those below the age of fifty, mentally or otherwise choose the rocky road of losing #3 for fulfilling the vain illusion of a a shot at enticing #2 into that web of solipsistic endeavor. All the cardboard Hollywood dramas advise, when in doubt choose conflict however self-destructive. Yet being an adult and ceasing one’s self indulgence is a lesson in adulthood that few master until the “Götterdämmerung” of approaching ‘middle age’. The notion of attraction amidst a sea of one’s own kind as governed by the reasonable notion of commercial viability equally poison’s the wellspring of possibility of unexpected felicity. What we all seem left with is a lottery system of pure chance that like any unexpected gift is just as quickly squandered away by too many of those few blessed to enjoy it.
To be, “in the moment”, is after all no different than finding some piece of flotsam in the street transformed unexpectedly into a source of fascination that its highly marketed cousin sitting upon a shelf wrapped in plastic cannot hope to match. Much in a corollary of the rarity of this experience, an unexpected embrace or fleeting kiss can transform a lifetime. Perhaps this sort of magic is not something within the purview of mortal human beings but a gift from the gods that one must act upon and accept the utterly terrible consequences connected with it fruition or withering as the subsequent set of circumstances will allow?