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Now and forever
There's an idea I'm trying to get a handle on, and put into words.
I'm note quite sure how, as we don't really have the language to describe it.

But bear with me.

We're used to thinking of past, present and future.

As we go through life, we're ... a bit like a candle burning down - consuming our future one second at a time, until there is none left, barring a few fragments of wax scattered around the table.
What is past is over. Lost. When you die, that's the end.

But what if you were to look at it the other way around - not that time is 'gone' but that each moment of our lives is forever. 'now' ... isn't our march into the future, it's just one more moment in our lives to ... make of what we will. We're used to stringing together those 'nows' and putting them in to a sequence, but .. sequencing something doesn't end it - every now is a fragment of forever. A little bit of space and time - no more, no less.
There's nothing to regret, because nothing is ever over. Just focus on that moment and learn as much as you can from it, and let it enrich you.

I'm not sure quite where I'm going with this, beyond trying to put forward the notion that life isn't so much like a candle burning down, as a painting of who you are - you're exploring it, and appreciating it, and if you're lucky maybe others will see it, appreciate it, learn from it too. But it hasn't really a beginning, nor an end. It just is.

Does that make sense?
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mrph From: mrph Date: July 30th, 2009 08:48 pm (UTC) (Link)


Makes perfect sense to me, although I always think of it as some sort of sculpture. If you could see it from the outside, time would just be one more dimension contributing to the shape...?

Edited at 2009-07-30 08:48 pm (UTC)
crashbarrier From: crashbarrier Date: July 31st, 2009 07:30 am (UTC) (Link)
You could be like me.. I live in the now, but after a while all my exeriences loose their time stamp, i know they happened sometime in my past but unless they are indellibly time stamped i have no idea when and have to sit and work it out.. It makes you feel a little bit floaty in time, like you experience it but you are not quite there in it..

so yeah my life apears to be a collective of snapshots, liek one of those montages that when you step are enough back turns out to be me shaped.
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