Thoughts Some people live #life like it's an experiment. As though it is something to be played with and manipulated without any resulting consequence. Some drugs here, a mean joke there. An anthropologist studying human behavior rather than a person living #life. That begs the question who is the scientist in control and who are the rats? They like to think they are the scientists, in control of the changing variables with a pen at the ready to record the success or failure of the rats' attempts. But I think us humans who make #life an experiment are really the rats. We think we are in control but we are choosing one of many split paths in the maze. Circumstance has given us many choices: to go to school, to have sex, to fall into #depression, to fall in love, or to work and on and on. We are blindly going whichever way smells or looks the best and praying that we do not hit a wall. But I think #life is more like a dance. Or would rather like it to be like a dance. The more we go at it, the better we get. And the better circumstances we get for a partner determines how smoothly our dance goes. Of course everyone knows that part of dancing involves the switching of partners. It is inevitable. But the dance seems more human to me than an experiential, in the end, I guess it doesn't really matter. #life is #life and we are going to live no matter what until our hearts stop. Whether it be as rats in a maze or people out on the dance floor, I do not see much of a difference.