with the animal feelings and impulses. He is bovine a cow-like
creature in human form. Chewing the cud contemplatively, he dreams of nothing at all. Such people cannot be said to live at all, in the true sense of the term. They are perfectly satisfied with their condition, and they neither desire nor deserve pity. Their content is not the result of philosophical thought; the weighing of advantages and disadvantages; the declining to pay the price but from the inertia of the dull, inactive creatures, reproduced in human form. Lack of Imagination. This is another mark of the negative will. The person lacks the creative mental faculty. He is not able to look ahead and see things as they might be made to be. He is unable to picture improved methods, and increased power. He cannot see further ahead than the end of his nose and doesn t want to do so. He sees what is going on in front of him, but he cannot see the next step until it is manifested. He cannot make a mental image of that which he wishes to be, and wants to be and therefore cannot Will it to be. He is not necessarily contented but his is the discontent of vague unrest and uncertain discomfort. He is not able to picture himself as doing better; being better, or having a better environment. He is a human clam. No doubt the clam is spared much discomfort by reason of its lack of imagination but who wants to be a clam? Who, indeed, excepting the clam. Lack of Decision. This is another mark of the negative will. The person is unable to make up his mind. He may have desires, aspiration and imagination, but he cannot make up his mind what he wants to do, and whether he should do it even if he wants to. He is like the donkey which the philosophers held would starve to death between two equally attractive hay stacks, because he couldn t make up his mind which one he liked the better. Conflicting emotions, desires and feelings disturb such a person and he is like a human tennis-ball that is batted to and fro between the opposing motives. He is always in a state of the lover who cried, How happy I d be with The Marks of the Negative Will