Thus far

To begin with Arcadia,

My previous blog on this play pretty much sums up my feelings that I thoroughly enjoyed this piece of writing. Not only did it hit on many issues that I consider very close to home but it approached those issues in such a way that I was forced to look at my aspirations in a new light. Everyone fears the unknown, it a symptom of humanity and seems to always have been. Mistakes make us cringe and shy away from the bold and new if we can feel the embrace of comfort. I think about the future so much more than I ever have in my life and my feelings are as mixed as my ambitions but the one pillar that is always supporting the weight of those thoughts is fear. Arcadia spoke to me about this fear, it did not hide it or deceive the importance of the emotion. It attacked it head on.
"...better to struggle on knowing that failure is final..." 
Is it better? I can only make the argument that the alternative would be to simply curl up and exist, a fate which sounds eternally more damned to me. We are on the march, we cannot stop and looking back does nothing for the view. I guess the only option we really have is that of marching on, to where I do not know.
"But its wanting to know that matters..." Arcadia may have a point there as well. Curiosity certainly is a fantastically fatal motivator but honestly who would be able to not look in that box? (sorry cat) Why are we so curious though? Can we not simply be content to march in our line and keep our heads down? No? Well alright then...what would make you look up? A bird calling? The wind blowing? What about the crack of a gun? I'm pretty sure I would look up for that third one if only by reflex born out of fear. Ha! Fear! What a coincidence... Such a tricky cycle. Our fear makes us curious and curiosity lifts the veil.