Are we Dancers? Actors in a play, acting and taking action in the grand Act?
Are Dancers called as such because they Dance? Or is the movement called a Dance because we’re Dancers?
Is a person an Artist because they make Art? Or is something called Art because it’s made by the Artist?
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In the West, specifically the US of A, we define our place and role, our class and status based on ‘what we do’. We always ask, “what do you do for a living?” or “where do you work?”. Things integral to the idea of whether a person ‘is white collar or blue collar’, as if people are their own walking file cabinets demarcating people based on their answers in a sociopathic way.
Yes, we tie a lot of our being to what we do. That’s perhaps how we’re raised. Metrics of accomplishments tied to our names and our family names.
The last name Baker stems from Bakers, Smith stems from black smithing, Stoddard stems from Stud Herders.
And rightly so, we are measured by what we do. For actions can speak louder than words. And our actions define our honor. We can make a Name for ourselves by doing, making is doing. Our actions are a refection of our composite self, our being.
Talk is cheap, it takes money to buy whiskey.
Thus the phrase goes, we have to do things, merely having hopes and goals without any action makes it a pipe dream.
If you really wanted something, say a million dollars, or a business, or a unique piece of art that you want to make and bring into the world.
What then are the metrics to achieving it? How much work or effort have you put towards it? If the answer is none, why not? Do you hope to never achieve this thing that you say you want so much?
Are you lying to yourself to keep you from your dreams, or are your dreams a lie to yourself?
As the saying goes,
sacrifice for what you want, or what you want becomes the sacrifice.
As many entrepreneurs and self help gurus would espouse, habits are that which we make.
Our thought loops are a type of habit in a way, we habitually think the same thoughts. Sometimes those thoughts chain and link to another chain of thoughts, running this loop as if it’s a train of thoughts. Even if we become a negligent conductor.
Our actions are inspired by our thoughts, and our thoughts can come from internal ideas or external factors. Our ability to decide which thoughts we want to think and what path we want to take is what drives our motivations. It’s what makes our motivations motive, it makes us move and take action.
We think, therefore we do.
Our actions and our day-to-day ‘routine’ eventually develops a habit. What we do, how we do it, when we do it, even with whom we do things with. From our morning routine, to our evening routine. We find a way to compartmentalize the chaos of reality through organizational steps and options, we move forward thinking what actions we should take or often resort to.
Habit then is formed by choices, among other things.
And we are either in a habit of our own make, or in another habit of our own make. You are never not in a habit. Even if the habit is chaotic in itself.
Breaking out of one loop merely puts you on the start of another. Falling from one path helps you to find another path. Even the Trailblazers that were first to embark on a new journey or new path, they became the path as they forged it.
Cycles are that which ebs and flows
So.
The question in the beginning may stem,
Are we Human Beings?
or
Human Doers?
As I search and explore, I come to the conclusion that it’s a reflection of both.
Our Actions and our beings.
Become one and the same.
Well,
That topic of philosophical debate has existed for a long time.
And I think my working answer is that it’s both.
We do, and be, and just are, as we.
So, it almost seems like a false premise of dichotomy to separate the two, human beings and human doers.
There are some pragmatic merits, for instance our status being tied to what we do rather than who we are. That’s important distinction to make if you want to play the social games in the West.
Now, Bloodlines and the lineage of kings and queens, of royalty, that’s a more focus on humans as beings. As if the blood or some other birth characteristic defines who you are. Your embodiment, your constitution, your being. That’s another pragmatic use done in the feudal civilizations.
Yet, all we are doing is trying to separate the toil from the trouble. The Nature from the Nurture.
Yet the conclusion I come to remains the same. It’s not Nature or Nurture. It’s both and they are one and the same. Like two wings of a bird, albeit slightly different, yet still connected.
Epilogue;
This was more of an eclectic essay of my ponderous musings. Hopefully you found it insightful in some parsed way.
If not, that’s fine too, for as long as you remember that;
Words Mean Things.
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