One of the themes that arises in Frankenstein is that the weight of life can sometimes be a burden.
Jake talks about the "miserable survivors" in his blog post, Connection Section - We Are What? . I find the idea of "life being too much" very interesting, but I disagree with the sentiment.
Life is neither easy or steady; it jerks us around at its own will. We are the pawns of her game. Our will is not our own. This idea is rather tragic, and hard to swallow. However, would a life of ease and simplicity be more rewarding? If we knew what every day entailed the luster of life's curveballs would no longer fool the hitter. He would swing and slap it to the opposite field Every. Single. Time.
Does the hitter get any better from success at every plate appearance? No. He doesn't learn anything about the game, or about failure. Far too often do we shy away from falling flat on our face floundering in our own defeat. We choose no to raise our hands in class for fear of the wrong answer.
Failure is not a thing to be afraid of. Failure is the best teacher. A life full of successes results in softness of heart and weakness of mind. Only through our most pressing moments do we realize what our true talents are. Don't get me wrong. I'm not recommending putting yourself in a pickle just for the sake of doing it. We learn from our mistakes and they should be embraced. We are designed to fail, and we all will.
With this in mind, go forth and embrace tomorrow and what she has waiting for you. Good or bad, she will give you what is just. We may (and probably wont) understand it, but we are not ment to.
We are the pawns of her game.
We bend to her will.
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