If even shadows have weight, what about time itself?
I F YOU WERE TO WEIGH the past, present and future in measurements to our human race, present tense time would probably weigh quite light for many reasons: its consistency in one direction, it’s rapidity in passing, it’s now-or-never decisions in every moment. But the past is the heaviest; it rightly deserves its nickname, “burden”. If you try to remember a specific direction that you read on a pop-up window on your computer at a specific time in the evening two weeks ago, you would only know where you were, and what time it was at that moment. It’s using the present-time muscles to remember all the quick stuff, instantly. But the past is too heavy to lift all the details at once. As you “exercise” you’ll remember what you were wearing, what the pop-up was actually saying, how you were feeling, etc.
The future, is nearly weightless, tempting us to reach out for it—so open to our grasp and yet far enough out of our reach to toy with us. Ladies do this to the chasing men sometimes. We have nothing set in stone in the future, and so to speak, there are no stones to be weighed. Everything is yet to be determined by fate or what have you.
Breaking it down further, water has three well-known states: solid, liquid, vapor.
To forget and forgive or skim over the details that may embarrass you, anger you, sadden you, frustrate you or confuse you, you must “freeze” them, lock them away in the cold outlook of the past. Hakuna-matata is chill. At the same time that we do this, the memories become heavier, more important, frozen and slower to pass in our mind, thus we remember the memory passing very slow but this is just the way our mind works. As if it’s too cold to ingest all at once; we’ve all done it before with ice cream: brain freeze is only momentary.
A river flows in one direction; even the ocean has a set of currents, it’s not just a body of lifeless water. The present will always flow in one direction, (hate to actually have to use their name in something that has nothing to do with a five-boy band) and if we could stop the flow or redirect it, you’d know we’d be something more than human, right? It’s easy, it’s quick, it can’t go backwards for that pebble it missed between the stones upstream, that little wrong choice in your day, can’t change it. Just keep flowing, you’ll remember it and do better next time so it won’t wind up as another iceberg in your thoughts.
Free floating gases remind me of fresh dreams and goals waiting to be snatched and chiseled. Some gases are natural and easy to breathe, others delicious, and some very deadly and toxic. Dreams can lead to success or chaos. Extensive planning and careless chipping away the flintstone in the midst of a volatile dream will lead to ignition…and smoke…and no more dreams. That doesn’t mean you can’t still chase the dangerous dreams, you just need a purifier, a financially stable head, and knowledgable experience to snatch a volatile dream and ignite it for the world to see your fireworks, fuel, and explosions.
Weigh in. You can’t go wrong…
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