A controlling personality is more often than
not irksome. It is saintliness, I suppose. That centering of
"I" around which a universe turns.
Then when suns collide the cataclysm sometimes produces change.
There are those who argue that same will follow same, no difference will
actually occur. Under these circumstances we live within a
reflection of forces that might sometimes appear contented and might
sometimes appear discontented. Within this reflection we see
ourselves and at no point do we achieve that balance so often alluded to
Possibly the controlling personality
is irksome because in the obedience of others it finds contentment.
And conversely, in the disobedience of others it finds discontentment.
However in those bits of mind that
create the expectation of balance, change, whether pointless or otherwise,
is an ever present possibility. As such, change is promise, and hope,
and possibly wistfulness. But also it is motivating, which I suppose
is why too often something other than death do us part.