Okay, we’re born — so now what? Life from that first second on is a series of decisions on how we will fill the void from birth until death. How will we pass the time? What will our form of distraction be? Our neoteric existence is shaped by our parents, family, friends, customs, traditions, and environment in which we live. Life is a transitory state of being. It’s been recounted over and over again that the moment we’re born, the processing of dying begins. That’s a dark and depressing way of viewing the art of existence; however, it is the truth as has been chronicled by the pages of historical fact.
Each and every person ever born and for whatever time they are alive has a free-form expanse of time from one state of existence to another to fill. How will we utilize it? The answer is as diverse and multiplexed as the number of individuals roaming this mortal coil. For some it’s a pure joy, for some a painful burden, for all it’s a blend of all things human.
Any other species has their existence cut and dried. They’re born, they eat, sleep, protect themselves, die. A human being does those things too. However, each personal time capsule encompasses where to live, how to live, who to trust, who to love, what to wear, what-when- where to eat, education, how much education, work life, hobbies, religion, spirituality, extra curriculars, likes, dislikes, family, friends, fun, hate, love, adoration, disappointment, joy, horror, religion, spirituality, travel, work, hobbies — all are time fillers. Life’s journey is different for everyone goes without saying — but I’m saying it anyway.
It’s microsecond by microsecond by microsecond. The clock starts at the same place for all of us, the countdown process, however, is completely personalized. Some things in everyone’s life are predetermined and predestined, but how we fill our personal expression of living is or should be up to us. If you think inside the box, outside the box, or in the stratosphere –whenever, wherever, however we each spend our survival, my hope is that your unique footprints in the sands of time have been mostly positive with reverberating affects have no choice but to have an over-all beneficial influence in the universe. At the very least, try not to make things worse for goodness sake.
Right now, I think I’ll spend the next several micro-seconds having a slice of mushroom pizza and an ice-cold glass of seltzer water with a twist of lemon for lunch while watching the flock of chubby blackbirds outside my picture window devour the sunflower seeds in the birdfeeder leaving droppings all over my newly resurfaced driveway. At least I know what I’ll be doing after lunch. Clean-up on Aisle 1! See, y’all, some things are predetermined… Sandy