There’s been an interesting post on the marvelous Facebook of Humans of New York (which you should follow, it’s… humanist).
One guy was in NYC, in his mid-30, struggling to be an actor with no or little success, living paycheck to paycheck. The people’s answers under the post were interesting, picking paths for him (from “go on you’ll make it” to “wisdom says you should let go now”).
I chose an answer from a reasonable person, who chose a family life. Drawing a three branched tree :
- People with a more safe and secure life, as a choice, staying anonymous.
- People with dreams and passion, wishing for success (in entertainment).
- People “mourning unfulfilled dreams” within an ordinary life : they were too afraid to try and dare.
With a conclusion : “Not all dreams work out” and people fall down. But also the maybeness of dreams become true – with the eternal behind-law which says approximatively “When the Gods want to punish you they fulfill your dreams”.
Of course, the actor was necklacing castings, with very little success. It looked like lottery and gamble…
It becomes a game : What’s worse, to have an ordinary life complaining you should have been an artist, or to struggle for decades until nothing happens? What if you succeed, and it’s boring? What if my book is at least edited and no one buys it? Are there stages in these paths? What if you succeed and then fall into oblivion? What if you decide to move and act at mid-life? Or the contrary, disappear after success?
Oh oh, my three-branched tree became a tree!
Thanks for reading!