If I had the choice,
I would opt out of learning via experience,
This process involves making a mistake,
and then trying to do better next time.
The learning happens,
but so too does the mistake.
I do not like mistakes.
Some days,
I fantasise with what it would be like to live in a remote-controlled world.
With the touch of a button I would be able to
regulate,
programme,
control.
Uncertainty would be eliminated,
order established.
No longer would I have to deal with the shortcomings of being human,
of having free will and using it only to make poor decisions.
For,
with my remote,
I would turn off the potential for error.
With a point of my arm,
I'd eliminate the existence of UV radiation,
maintain all sound at a healthy 65dB,
and ensure that all, winding, nauseating roads ceased to exist.
That way,
I wouldn't have to get sunburnt to learn to reapply sunscreen,
experience ringing in my ears to learn to limit the volume of my music,
nor throw up the contents of my breakfast to learn to keep my eyes on the horizon at all times;
error would become impossible.
At the onset of any anxiety-producing situation,
all I would have to do is whip
out my remote and press as many buttons as needed to stop the occurrence of a mistake in its tracks.
Like this,
I would live happily.
One day, however,
the batteries in my remote would die.
Worldly chaos would return.
Completely unprepared to exist in such a world,
I would hide myself away in an empty, white-walled room.
From the window,
I'd watch the anarchy of the outside world play out and,
for a time,
I'd be content with staying safe.
But I know that there would come a day where I would wish that I had chosen to live and learn instead of picking up that remote.
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