[this is not a note about determinism]
The things Man does in life: being born, spending 30 years or so preparing to live in Man’s own construct, spending another 30 years or so establishing life in that construct, and finally spending the years left remembering the past and preparing for his demise.
Faced with such a revelation, it is only appropriate if Man asks this question,
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this lifeTrying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you dieI'll take you down the only road I've ever been downYou know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeahNo change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my moldBut I'm a million different people from one day to the nextI can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no- The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony
Only 600 miles to the south, there's a vast city. And here you find civilized man. Civilized man refused to adapt himself to his environment; instead, he adapted his environment to suit him. So he built cities, roads, vehicles, machinery, and he put up power lines to run his labor-saving devices. But somehow he didn't know where to stop. The more he improved his surroundings to make life easier, the more complicated he made it. So now his children are sentenced to 10-15 years of school, just to learn how to survive in this complex and hazardous habitat they were born into. And civilized man, who refused to adapt to his surroundings, now finds he has to adapt and re-adapt every hour of the day to his self-created environment. For instance, if it's Monday and 7:30 comes up, you have to dis-adapt from your domestic surroundings and re-adapt yourself to an entirely different environment. 8:00 means everybody has to look busy. 10:30 means you can stop looking busy for 15 minutes. And then you have to look busy again. And so your day is chopped into pieces, and in each segment of time you adapt to a new set circumstances. No wonder some people go off the rails a bit...- The Gods Must Be Crazy
The things Man does in life: being born, spending 30 years or so preparing to live in Man’s own construct, spending another 30 years or so establishing life in that construct, and finally spending the years left remembering the past and preparing for his demise.
Faced with such a revelation, it is only appropriate if Man asks this question,