Gogol is the Man

Even from a young age Gogol was direct. In a letter to a chum he lists those around him in a vegetative state. He dreaded being one of these normal folks stuck in some small town. It sounds a lot like most people. From what I have seen in life, a lot of people are constantly struggling to be free the curse that Gogol feared. This might might be more true in America where everyone dreams of grandeur. And even more people come here and stand in line to get their share of the rich inheritance, unaware that they are drawing it from the account of someone else who then has no choice but to live the obscure curse, sometimes in a destitute state.

"I dread the thought that fate may cast me into some Godforsaken hole and make me play the part of a nobody in the world."

I know for me that this has been true. I may not seek the lead role in the stage of life. But all the same I do not seek to live a life of drudgery. All of that of course seems to be judged and determined by me, for me. So, being ever bound by the curse, no matter what transpires in my script of life, I may bind myself to believing that I have inherited the curse.

But that may or may be the case for other people who fall into the same lot in life. So, maybe not themself, but then who or what binds them to the curse. On the other hand, there are those that Gogol spoke, who vegetate. They are happy to live in that small hole of a place and do only the minuscule and little of that. How one can live that way, I do not know. How one can live with trying to defy the curse the other would also not know if they pondered such things. But it seems to me that the two types of people can scarcely live together. Also, they most likely cannot be in close contact for to long a time without possibly a fabric in this universe tearing apart. Furthermore, I believe the same to be true between those that are caught in defying the curse but in varying degrees and stages of the task.

Caught in one's own web....