"All experience, to borrow an expression of the mystics, is bounded by the boundless. Every step on our journey adds to what we know but it also reveals there is no end to knowing"
- James P Carse, Breakfast At The Victory
"Think I'll call it a day....."
Can you remember much about your early childhood? I can't. I get little snippets of my beloved dog, Ricky, who up and left me one Christmas day when I was about 5. I remember getting really upset. And I remember when I was about 9 or 10 being in a play "Oliver Twist" which performed at Her Majesty's Theatre in Melbourne, in front of packed crowds and one night I was doing the old "da daaaa" at the end of our feature song "Food Glorious Food". All of the poor orphanage boys were packing up their metal bowls after singing the song and they were all stacked at the end of the table. After the song we all did the "da-daaaa" with outstretched arms awaiting the audience applause when yours truly accidentally knocked over the stack of metal bowls. For the next hour (well probably 30 secs but it seemed like an hour!) metal bowls went bouncing around the stage much to my embarassment and the amusement of the paying customers. Funny how some things stick in your mind forever, huh?
But while we are growing up the first 10 to 15 years of our lives are pretty much forgotten (well in my case anyway). There are other things that you deliberately want to block out. Things that are too painful to want to recollect. But even 10 years of your life, memories mostly forgotten is an awfully big slice out of our all too short existences. If you work on the average age of 80 years its about 15 per cent. If you take out sleep time then it's nearly a quarter of our lives seemingly a non-event.
But while we are growing up the first 10 to 15 years of our lives are pretty much forgotten (well in my case anyway). There are other things that you deliberately want to block out. Things that are too painful to want to recollect. But even 10 years of your life, memories mostly forgotten is an awfully big slice out of our all too short existences. If you work on the average age of 80 years its about 15 per cent. If you take out sleep time then it's nearly a quarter of our lives seemingly a non-event.
"Hmmmm....love letter...Hmmmm..."
So then once we get over the 'cushy' part of our lives where our parents guide us through life in a euphoric daze of blissful happiness, we hit the tornado of Busyness (aaaarrgghh.....)......
School, University, Jobs, Career, Love, Marriage, Kids, Mortgages, Money, Debt, Grog, Drugs, Grief, Pain, Sorrow, Grandkids, DEAD!
TIME OUT
School, University, Jobs, Career, Love, Marriage, Kids, Mortgages, Money, Debt, Grog, Drugs, Grief, Pain, Sorrow, Grandkids, DEAD!
TIME OUT
Tick Tick Tick DEAD........
Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick
Guess what? I'd really like that 10 to 15 years back that blitzed through my early years. It would come in really handy at the moment. See, the last 30 years or so have sort of flashed past my very existence and I have got so much I NEED to do.
Hmmmm......
It's sorta getting a bit scary now. I'm sorta a lot closer to the finish than when I was young.
What if God or my maker really does ask me at the end "What did you do with your life?"
Oh Oh! Do we get another crack at life after this one? I mean, really, I didn't take much notice of the time, this time. Aaarrgghhmmm, but I will in the next one, if I get another 80 years. I'll know to be more careful with my TIME, next time, right? Oh pleeeease, I just need a bit more time and I'll do the stuff I know I could have if I had of realised.
Tick Tick Tick Tick..........
Oh pleeeease TIME, stop ticking. I need some more....
Oh shoot. OK what do I have to do?
Guess what? I'd really like that 10 to 15 years back that blitzed through my early years. It would come in really handy at the moment. See, the last 30 years or so have sort of flashed past my very existence and I have got so much I NEED to do.
Hmmmm......
It's sorta getting a bit scary now. I'm sorta a lot closer to the finish than when I was young.
What if God or my maker really does ask me at the end "What did you do with your life?"
Oh Oh! Do we get another crack at life after this one? I mean, really, I didn't take much notice of the time, this time. Aaarrgghhmmm, but I will in the next one, if I get another 80 years. I'll know to be more careful with my TIME, next time, right? Oh pleeeease, I just need a bit more time and I'll do the stuff I know I could have if I had of realised.
Tick Tick Tick Tick..........
Oh pleeeease TIME, stop ticking. I need some more....
Oh shoot. OK what do I have to do?
.....It's not too late while you're still ticking.....
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