I recently came across this expression:
Wherever you are, that’s where you are.
I initially took it to be some kind of metaphoric philosophizing, or a Zen proverb intended to be the rough equivalent of some other expression or expressions — “Home is where the heart is,” for example.
Well, it turns out it’s not philosophy or Zen. It’s significantly more pragmatic than that. I’m positive because I tested it. And the test was remarkably simple:
While at home one day, I tried to be somewhere else. It didn’t work. The sober truth I learned is that I couldn’t be somewhere else because I was already where I was.
What’s that you say? All this seems like pointless nonsense? Yes, of course. You’re exactly right. In that regard, it’s like so much else of what we’re doing while the world spins out of control.
We’d rather try and be in two places at one time — or partake in any other fruitless or nonsensical exercises or distractions — than to recognize the reality around us and try to change it.
At what point does pointlessness become a way of life?
What will it cost?
