Accountability factor

We cannot escape. Adulthood is an eerie place where accountability is king followed by a myriad of effects that all succumb to its master.

Success cannot be achieved without accountability. 

Dreams, heights, and horizons are outside our reach when not accountable.

The prevailing tenet in the world of fear is unaccountability. The obsessive compulsive cannot be accountable to oneself were it not for the ability to be accountable for the excessive perfection of that which surrounds them, regardless of place. The clinically depressed person(s) is cornered by the earnest feeling of failure that comes from having failed to be accountable usually in an insurmountable amount of ways. The psychopath is concerned in no small way by the desire to affect, through conviction convince those around that they are normal -for in their brains they in fact are-, and finally by the accountability professed upon them allowing them to become phantoms in the world of others; hence bringing opportunity to act! Finally, the normal individual must eat, and to get food must work, or beg, or convince, all of which require a type of accountability, because if the beggar looks like a junkie, in sight of the giver they are not responsible for themselves and thus cannot be accountable for any sum of money; negating the fact that whether through high or food the person, yes person, may die either way; that view of being unable to be accountable is enough to create barriers. This in turn takes us to the next problem. 

Accountability is a facade. For a family with means of any sort, whether in high society or the place known as the ghetto, accountability starts early. Get dressed for school. If this then that which may result in being late and that cannot be had! Any which way we dissect the matter boils down to a problem of accountability that is as invisible as it is complex, as vast as it is incomprehensible, and yet as required as life itself. Where I fail, we fail, and where we fail, the error is not where accountability fails, but where what we don’t know is made apparent.

To drive one must know the rules or laws of the car, where the brake and accelerator are, which way to turn the wheel, and etcetera. The idea is not to be a good driver, nor is it to be a good steward while performing, but to get from point A to point B for accountability’s sake and not your own. If you need to eat, or someone you care for, you must enter the vehicle and not just reach the destination, but also return hence needing to be accountable at every step. An accident means you or the person will not eat, possibly losing the only means to get to the food, and ultimately failing to achieve that which was necessary for life itself… sustenance. 

The problem of accountability is how invisible it is, yet how much it asserts itself into our every action, the limitless bound it encompasses, and the foul ways in which it punishes failure. Any person whom has looked into madness, a place I call the past, knows that failure equates to the inability to achieve. However, it is so unlikely that we have failed to achieve only to ourselves. The things we know are paramount to success as they allow for the performance of any action(s) with finesse, rigor, and consequently meet to some degree that line that either we or those we care for set generally called the accountability factor.