“Time”
Looking to the future can be exciting and daunting. Looking to the past can give you nostalgia-laden warm fuzzies; but it can also be depressing. So then what is it to be in the present? Are we truly caught in a state of incessant reminiscing or optimistic premonition? If this is true, is there even really a present? I mean, by the time you finish reading this it will be in the past and any further thought given to it will be inherently reminiscent. So does that mean we are all “living in the past?” While our physical being remains steadfast in the present, can our mind possibly keep up? The past is just too full of things to think about; how can we possibly be expected to forget everything that has just happened and “live in the present” as our jovial extraverted friends love to tell us as they flaunt their carpe diem tattoo? If that were the case, forget what you have just read … for it is no longer in the realm of the present … it has been thrown aside to the cosmic “past”; a veritable safe filled with has-beens and afterthoughts. Hmm, perhaps there is solitude to be found in the sanctity of the prospects of the future?
Wait!
But what then of parental philosophes, the ones who utter: “Don’t stress about the future, live for today!”
OK – so living in the past isn’t good because it blinds us to the joys of today and the excitement of tomorrow, but looking to the future can’t be right because that would mean that we’d let the inherent good of “today” slip past and surely end up forgetting our past, perhaps even repeating our mistakes! Heaven forbid.
And so it is. The present is the only safe place for our conscious to reside. Sadly, this means we must prepare for a life of relentless efforts to focus on and enjoy all that is now. Wait … no … now! Um … now?
Fiddle sticks – it’s tough work keeping this straight, here’s to the pontiffs who … pontificate? Regurgitate to the sound of the tick? Or is it the tock?
I need another drink.
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