"I shall be telling this with a sigh,
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I..
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference".
This verse from the poem ' The Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost is inspiring to all, but is man (or woman) really wired to live in a state of flux or uncertainty ?
This should be seen vis-à-vis' Rousseau's romantic conception of man as a 'Noble Savage' enjoying a natural & noble existence until civilization makes him a slave.
Even on a trail, we are comforted by a trodden path much as we admire the sentiments of the poem because we look to familiar landmarks in life, isn't it?
What is permanence ? And what is certainty after all? Are these ideas just one of the convenient pegs we fashion, just to pander to our craving for familiarity.
Or just a subjective scale to measure our reactions to an event, in the face of uncertainty to give our conscience the comfort to allow us to sleep at night ?
Is there a single answer ? No, but it does seem apparent that in uncharted moral territory, keeping to principles and standing for it appears to be one way out.
As we get empowered by technology , as the need for a moral compass arises, especially in a unreliable world, you can rely on THE SECOND OPINION.
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