still reading

"everything is the way it is because everything was the way it was"--alexander, in "everything is illuminated"

i don't think this is particularly philosophical or enlightening, but there's something about this sentence when i read it that made me stop and my eyes linger over it for a few moments. it's nothing new, as straightforward as a math equation. but i suppose it was the context that made it sound especially melancholy, with a hint of helplessness, yet understanding, then acceptance.

it is with this mentality that i view everything that happens in my life now. i see everything as a precursor and/or a consequence, and somehow this makes everything all the more interesting, like a movie. and if something really happens out of the blue and leads nowhere, then i store it under "random," which is the most fun of all.