No One Knows What They’re Doing

Over the last few weeks I’ve been toying with an idea based on the premise that no one knows what they’re doing. It goes like this: When you were 7 did you think the same way as you did when you were 2? Of course not. And, when you were 14 did you think the same way as when you were 7? Nope. And when you were 21 did you think the same way at 14? Uh-uh. And when you were 35 did you think the same as when you were 21? Doubtful. I am 66 and I know that I don’t think the same way as when I was 45, or even 50.

If we follow this line of logic doesn’t it strongly suggest that 10 years from now we will look back on today and realize that we didn’t know what we were doing? That our thinking was somehow wrong? Not just ten years ago, but throughout our whole lives?

I don’t know all the implications of this thought, but, for me, it raises more questions than it answers. Does it imply that we are constantly living a lie? Will the things we consider important today become utterly trivial just a decade from now? When does this change in thinking stop? If we lived a thousand years would we see that we didn’t think the same way as when we were 800? What is the point of anything if our entire lives are nothing but a steady stream of misperceptions right up to the moment we die?

When we say that people change it is usually meant as a good thing – growing up, maturing. But, how can it be a good thing if we’re always changing? At some point shouldn’t there be a finished product?