Time is slipping away.
My mind constantly keeps track of what I lose, and of the remains- the memories. It makes me feel old. It makes me feel like- everything is moving so fast around me. And I have to hold on to it. I have to pause everything from moving past me. I have to, for one moment be present. Be here, right now. Not look back, neither forward. Just here, soul and body. Here.
What I feel? Let's just say: I don't feel like labeling memories, nor am I thinking about what life has in store for me. I feel content and the presence of my soul. You know, there's a huge difference between contentment and happiness. When you're happy, your mind is restless, you're thinking every possibilities. You forgive, forget and make your decisions pretty quick. You get extra something. Like an energy, to accomplish something because you're feeling positive about everything. When you're content, your mind is at peace. Doesn't matter for how long, but you can sense your contentment through your soul. Your mind is not restless, you know things could get wrong, but you're not tensed. You know you can handle it. It's a kind of joy that makes you feel the presence of your mind. You're ready for the consequences. You are at content. You're at present.
I know how bored I can get without thinking about the future once in a while. It is stupid not to worry about it since I'm a human. I'm aware. I'm aware that time is passing like liquid leaking from a jar, and because of gravity, it's only dropping, it's never going upwards. Unless you put you palms together underneath and save all you can hold. But you know, you have to be present to do that, you have to put your palms tight, you have to look out for the pouring. You cannot get distracted by how much you already have lost and how much it's coming at you, you just have to look at your hands until they're full. And when they're full, well what do you have to lose?
So yeah. I know how weird it sounds but to me, time is liquid. It slips away. How you consume it is all up to you.
My mind constantly keeps track of what I lose, and of the remains- the memories. It makes me feel old. It makes me feel like- everything is moving so fast around me. And I have to hold on to it. I have to pause everything from moving past me. I have to, for one moment be present. Be here, right now. Not look back, neither forward. Just here, soul and body. Here.
What I feel? Let's just say: I don't feel like labeling memories, nor am I thinking about what life has in store for me. I feel content and the presence of my soul. You know, there's a huge difference between contentment and happiness. When you're happy, your mind is restless, you're thinking every possibilities. You forgive, forget and make your decisions pretty quick. You get extra something. Like an energy, to accomplish something because you're feeling positive about everything. When you're content, your mind is at peace. Doesn't matter for how long, but you can sense your contentment through your soul. Your mind is not restless, you know things could get wrong, but you're not tensed. You know you can handle it. It's a kind of joy that makes you feel the presence of your mind. You're ready for the consequences. You are at content. You're at present.
I know how bored I can get without thinking about the future once in a while. It is stupid not to worry about it since I'm a human. I'm aware. I'm aware that time is passing like liquid leaking from a jar, and because of gravity, it's only dropping, it's never going upwards. Unless you put you palms together underneath and save all you can hold. But you know, you have to be present to do that, you have to put your palms tight, you have to look out for the pouring. You cannot get distracted by how much you already have lost and how much it's coming at you, you just have to look at your hands until they're full. And when they're full, well what do you have to lose?
So yeah. I know how weird it sounds but to me, time is liquid. It slips away. How you consume it is all up to you.
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