Is there an escape from this condition? This disease of dividing up time into small chunks of Past, Present and the Future? Can we just bare ourselves, divest our beings of this limitation and just exist? Can we go outside of these 3 slots that chain us forever into then, now, will be? What would it be if we just are without any partitions of time, of mentally divided boxes of what has happened and is written on stone or rather slate of memory never to be erased and will come up to visit our minds any time and take on a form in the present. For what is the past when it comes to haunt us in the present but present itself? Isn't the recurring images of what has transpired a repeat of the past? A resurgence of past in the here and NOW? Isn't the re-living of past the same thing as that past becoming our present? So, where is the division then.
I dreamt of my high school last night, as I have done several times before. The passages, the class-rooms, the garden in the center of the courtyard, the outside waiting area, the large steps going in, all were very real and lucid. So what makes me so sure that in that dream I wasn't actually living the past? and not merely dreaming of it? Perhaps, it was the actual time of when I was in school, that it is happening now or rather then in my dream? maybe this is how we live in all three dimensions of time at the same time? hmmmmm
I have dreamed of my father so many times since he has gone this last year, is it just a lapse of consciousness? or is it actually the living of those times? does that mean we don't really die but merely move on to another realm of time and are experienced differently?
What is future then? isn't it the tomorrow that we live out in our apprehensions of today? Aren't we forever locked in this turmoil of making our tomorrows better than today? Not knowing that there exists no fault lines between he two.
Is this even a thing to think about?
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