- you can stand still where you are,
- you can run away as fast as you can,
- you can stop and go and wander around,
- you can focus like a nail and pound deep into something,
- you can get bored or be excited,
- you can build something & raise the Lagrangian or veg & leave it low,
I think about the Eagles song Desperado.
“Your prison is walking through this world all alone”
In other words, freedom and independence, too, have a cost, perhaps exactly equal to the cost of
- never leaving your village
- or spending your “best years” raising children instead of “achieving” career-wise.
A tumbleweed sees more but also less than a tree.
If you want to think about lifetime as being a fixed length (ignoring that its length comes from a probability distribution, which itself is conditional on your choices) then you can derive my favourite equation:
the tradeoff between work, leisure, and wealth. That idea as well is symplectic. And many other such tradeoffs ∃. Symplecticity is the theoretical basis of all budget constraints. It’s another way of talking about all the tradeoffs that make choice meaningful and also unavoidable (even not-choosing is a choice). You can strain and strive as much as you want, all you will do is slide amongst alternatives and never do everything.
If you want to use a picture of the form of Christopher Alexander’s
and just substitute in names of various other things that you want—then the “metric signature”, due to time flowing over and beyond us like a river always, is
− in so many of the pursuits one might like to do, such as
- making money
- learning algebraic topology
- spending time with kids
- learning to do a backflip
- travelling in Asia
- playing guitar
- starting a(nother) business
- writing an opera
- living so you get to Heaven after this life (ok, I said I wouldn’t bring in any probability distributions but I had to cheat on this one. It’s an interesting measure theory question, isn’t it? If there is even a finite chance of getting an infinite payoff, then unless the utility function becomes flat above a certain payoff, then the only logical thing to do is make 100% sure you get the infinite payoff. OK, /rant)
- making the sex, many times. Or, not:
Sure, sometimes one lucks out and there is a positive association between two things, like learning mathematics and being a quant—but the magnitude might be less than you expect. (Pure maths alone is insufficient and unnecessary to finance.)
In terms of the 10,000-hours-to-expertise paradigm—despite some complementarities (+)—there are only so many 10,000-hour blocks in your life. And the Type A personality who squeezes out the most 10,000-hour blocks, gets the most toys or becomes the world’s best cyclist or visits all the countries, learns the most languages, or whatever, still miss out on something.
- the down moments,
- the still time,
- the zoning out,
- the chilling,
- the doing nothing and being OK with it,
- the taking in instead of forcing out,
- and perhaps those have some value as well.
In English it sounds so obvious to be trivial: you can’t do everything, because nothing is also something and if you’re doing something you can’t be doing nothing.
But the mathematical language, in addition to sounding more exotic and smartypants, adds something real, at least for me—which is the sense of those
− signs attaching me to everything. Every time I do something, I’ve lost some other opportunity. Every person I become, I drift further away from the possibilities of who else I might have been. Every commitment loses a freedom and every freedom wastes a commitment. Every nothing wastes a something and every something forgoes a nothing. Everything is receding, decaying, entropying, with or without me, until eventually the waters will cover my head and I never surface again.
Sufficiently convolved with the
- work, energy, accomplishment, heat, Lagrangian,
- care or not-care,
- notice or don’t-notice,
- smart or not-smart,
- fit or fat,
- excited and consumption-heavy or bored and spitting out less entropy to the world at large,
- Tory or Whig,
- happy or un-happy,