I was talking to one of my friends about defeat and our relationship with it, and we decided that defeat is the awful relationship we are stuck in, that we have a friend who we talk to and admire, named adversity, and while we wish defeat would be more like him, more understanding and open the way adversity is, at the end of the night we're still putting out for defeat and staying with it.
There are those great moments in life that come along and exactly why you go down the path of defeat instead of victory is the great struggle in all our lives, my friend has suffered them many a time, years ago he was in a major card tournament, the rules and concepts of the game are meaningless, what matters is that he literally had the game won, and then conceded to his opponent. Even with things laid out such that he had to but see the clear fact that victory was his, he avoided it and took defeat instead.
What holds a person back from taking that other path, why is defeat an option we're so willing to take? What makes us so frail, so human as it were? Is in our humanity to suffer, to lose so then only later when we win can we understand what was gained?
I know this sounds like a lot of emo shit but really, I'm quite happy even as I write this, this is more of a thought experiment then anything else. If anyone reads it I hope they reflect upon defeat and it's role in their lives.
