Predictions are for fools
Posted by Simon Parke, 16 August 2017, 11.37am
From here on, we’ll not over-determine our lives with anxious prediction about what will be good and what will be bad.
Predictions are for fools.
‘Easier said than done, though,’ I say to myself, aware of the fool within.
Yes, but still better said than not said, for there is substantial truth here, and an unhelpful pattern worth dissolving.
The future cannot be known because it doesn’t exist; it has no form around which predictions can gather.
And the anxious over-determination of life merely cripples happiness.
It steals this moment, the only one I have.
Prediction is a burglar who we ask to stay.
And all for what?
Predictive text is often laughingly wrong, and our dire over-thought predictions are more so.
The evening with friends may prove a nightmare.
And our visit to the hospital very happy.
Nothing is set.
So when I next find myself predicting outcomes, I will greet the fool with a smile born of familiarity.
But I will question their threadbare credentials; and believe them a little less.