I Was Thinking....

Life is oft compared to a journey, a seemingly lemming-like march towards the an inevitable end. And the ultimate goal of life has been framed as happiness, forcing us, or at least most of us, to relentlessly pursue it. In our pursuit, we attempt to ignore life the way it may actually be. Instead of a state of constant motion, consider life as a perpetual state of standing still. We can only be in one moment at a time; the present. This minuscule measurement of time is always at the intersection of the past and the future; smack dab in the middle of what has been and what will be. Maybe it is not us that move through life, but life that moves around us. Maybe all we can do is turn in this or that direction and allow life to carry us.

We live each moment in cognizance of the fact that we cannot change the past. Ironically, we are forced to recall, with each passing second, what has gone on before the time that we are now living in. Whether we look to the past for a vision of tomorrow's possibilities, or we stare back with nostalgic intent, one thought eventually slams against our frontal lobe. We come face to face with the reality that we cannot and will never be able to change it. We must then wonder, what purpose is there in regret? It seems good for little more than wastage of the few precious years granted to us by reason of strength.

All of our power lies in the potential of our futures. The things that we can do and that we have yet to do, should be where our eyes are affixed as life happens. The future will become the present whether we influence it or not and whether we are here or not. The untapped, infinite potential that will be granted us with tomorrow's rising sun is a priceless gem that we are entrusted with affecting. The onus is on us, as time moves towards us, to take charge of our and its direction.

T.O.T.D: "Man is the only animal that blushes-or needs to!"---Mark Twain