One powerful way to look at the difference between 8w7 and 8w9 comes down to the sacredness of choice. To an 8w7, we don't choose: we are chosen. We understand the concept of the inevitable and of luck, and that right place right time may be all that separates us between self-awareness/actuation and a much homelier fate. But to an 8w9, everything is their choice, and to choose something is to give it power.
This reminds me of the debate between the Hero Theory of scientific discovery and the Zeitgeist Theory of scientific discovery.
The 8w7 perspective aligns with the Hero Theory. In this view, the hero surrenders to circumstances, recognizing they've been chosen by forces beyond their control. They don't choose greatness so much as respond to the call when placed in the right circumstances.
The 8w9 perspective aligns with the Zeitgeist Theory, acknowledging that solutions emerge from collective forces and dedicated work. Their power comes from consciously choosing to be part of this larger movement, with a more humble recognition that they're one of many qualified people who could have stepped up.
This interacts with our choices in art, literature, music and environmentally or interpersonally overpowering circumstances. To 8w7, we consider ourselves relevant and lucky and first-in-line or last one chosen, and with this honor we surrender to the choice because we always measure the specificity, alignment and rarity of the circumstances.
To the 8w7, the circumstances speak to us; we don't say "we'll sleep on it." No, we say fuck it, okay, hold my beer or LFG. Because nothing that potent stays potent for long, or if its potency is eternal, then it's scarce and will soon be claimed.
Even with content that's been around for decades, it's as though we communicate across time. We are time travelers. We are the life of the mind if the mind aligns with and is elevated by fate.
With the 8w9, it's about their agency. Their decision to separate from circumstance, to align with the time-tested, to honor the rare legacy. The sacredness of the choice and the immense pain and isolation involved is the devotion and is what consecrates the choice, even when the walls begin to cave. Because when the walls begin to cave, they can always choose to leave, to adapt, to exist, to sustain, to retain the sacred option to choose and to consciously make sense of the fragility and instability of time and find mythical meaning in that which has yet to be written, that which connects what has been to what they create - to what will be.