Between Empire and Frontier
On a bright, warm and clear Sunday morning I stood with my back against a brick wall, facing South. The sun had not yet rose above the midlevel buildings surrounding me. I had been reading a novel that used post-Revolutionary War New York as a setting and was thinking, as I read the wonderful passages, about just how long New York had been a part of this country. It is easy to take it for granted until you start thinking in terms of the first settlements, how farms gave way to buildings, stretching out for miles along the rivers. New York was at once a microcosm of the entire country. New York represented the American Empire.
I’ve had my desire to move to the Pacific Northwest rekindled and I couldn’t help but think in terms of the West as Frontier. American expansion moved west. People traveled westward to find new land, new resources, new opportunities. Seattle always seemed like a promised land to me for this very reason.
To my left, the East, New York, Empire.
To my right, the West, Seattle, Frontier.
Empire vs. Frontier. Both represent expansion and growth. Empire expands for the sake of wealth and power. Frontier expands for the sake of discovery and knowledge. These are not mutually exclusive. They only difference between the two is motivation.
There I was, in Chicago, in the middle of Empire and Frontier – caught in my own quandary of motivation. Do I pursue Empire, wealth and power or Frontier, discovery and knowledge? I’ve always considered myself a Frontier person: a person who values innovation and finding out new things above all else. If someone mentions something I don’t know, I am compelled to learn about it. Ask me a question I can’t answer and you might as well put itching powder in my shorts.
I’ve stopped pursuing the Frontier in most aspects of my life. I’m sure I could go on another rant about fear and how much of my life has been cut short due to fear, but I’ll bypass that for now. It has become clichéd. Six months ago I thought I made a decision to pursue Empire – wealth, by putting my energy behind a nascent company. Yet, no wealth, no power… nothing. The path of Empire feels wrong. I’m about creating, developing, building and innovating. I’m not about maintaining.
There I was, standing, back against a brick wall. The sun rose in the East. I don’t know which direction I should go, will go. I sipped my coffee. No action means neither Empire or Frontier. It is a very vacant feeling.
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Sean D. Francis is a technologist, writer, and geek. He podcasts, makes video, and dabbles in all the geeky genres including horror, sci-fi, and fantasy. View all posts by Sean → This entry was posted in Thoughts and tagged featured. Bookmark the permalink.← Alyssa Bereznak, I Curse You | More ‘Whee!’ Less ‘Woe is Me.’ →
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