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Time, Reality and Dreams

Time, a fragile concept, a figment of one’s imagination, an important notion it is and yet is out of control. Keeps ticking and passing by with no certainty of what it holds in store; its past is history, its present is considered to many, a gift, and its future, a mystery.

Within each past, a memory is preserved, all time’s doing, it keeps our precious past bottled up in a memory. The good ol’ days, and the past nightmares. You then wonder, what it is that time wants from us all….as it takes our days, turning our childish whims away and opening our eyes to reality, practical day-to-day living, that one comes to realize that this is what time throws at us each day, reality!

Sometimes, we try to push past the limit of reality, to make a difference and leave our mark, to beat the mediocre in us and be different from the rest of our kind. We wish to God, that our lives don’t end up wasted like most of those gone before us, to immortalize our names and be known to all for our works.
Each day is called a gift, the present, but then you sit and ponder, what gift is it if its the same as the previous day and the one before that, with every effort hardly making a dent on history, and the mystery ahead seems predictable. You recall your childhood, when dreaming of whom to be was indeed bliss and felt so attainable. You look back at those days when you were told, you could be anything you want if you put your mind to it…and then you realize that to be who you want is more than putting your mind to it because with just a little twist of fate, every of your dreams and hopes could come crashing down.

You recall the saying that, if wishes were horses, beggars would ride, and you reflect on your life. All you could have been had your wishes come true! How dreams don’t  look so attainable these days and how difficult it is to be who you always wanted to be. You look forward and realize your life has been planned for you, not what you wanted, but time has a different story penned down for you. Realizing you are but a puppet of time…until something changes in the way you see ‘today’.

Taking that fragile concept and putting a timer on it for each day, like tomorrow is when it all ends and today you live like it’s your last. All you’ve ever wanted and dreamed of, you stop putting off for tomorrow, you wrap up your fears and toss ’em in the trashcan by the timer, and start living your own ‘reality’.

It is then you realize that the gift embedded in the present is the gift of life, of opportunity, of hope to be who you want now. And that the future could be whatever you want it to be with the proper foundation you’ve laid today, when the fear to live is no more a factor and in the end of each day you can contentedly say to yourself,” I’ve lived today just the way I wanted and just how I would, if I have to live it over again“.

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Author:

Joel O. is a mathematician with a passion for writing who believes in the power of the mind and what can be achieved if one can 'imagine' it and work towards it.. He is a writer, a poet and a blogger. He is also an editor for Rainbow Chaussure and Executive Editor at Dalet Institute.

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