".......and make it snappy....."
Old photo time again. It's sorta an addiction. With all of the graphic art, photoshop, computers, tablets, iPhones, and all the other stuff, I like to look at something old and grand. It gives some idea of how far we have come and how fast we are moving, as mankind that is.
I wonder what sort of a life journey this kid had. I hope he had a really cooool time, just as I hope you all have a wonderful, rewarding lifetime. He's probably a bit luckier than us in many ways because when this photo was taken it was well pre-television. No computers or FaceBook, no skateboards, no X-Box, no dvds and cds, no MacDonalds, KFC, shopping malls and no distractions from having a good time. Instead there were friends, real friends.....and games. There was mateship, not peer pressure. And there was a lot more time to do fun things. And there was more time to LOVE.
What beautiful memories, although the kids of today probably wouldn't think so I guess.
TIME was slower. Still the same number of seconds, minutes and hours in a day. But it was slower. Everything was slower. There was time to look around. Time to smell a garden. Time to feel the air. Time to hear birds singing to you. Time to enjoy life. There weren't as many years in the average life but family, and love for one another, provided a more fulfilling quality of life. There was time to talk. I mean real talk, not FaceBook talk.
So where am I going with all of this TIME stuff? Hmmmmm.......
Well, when we suffer in life, as we ALL do at some stage, TIME seems to get lost amongst the tragedies, the heartbreaks and the devastation. We tend to prioritise our own sorrow. We get lost in our own sympathy. It's a natural reaction. Where the TIME factor comes in is the way in which we are able to comeback from our suffering. Sometimes it can take years, sometimes it will take the remainder of our lives. That can be a whole lotta TIME. Time that we don't have. Time that doesn't belong to us. We were given the time of our lives as a gift. The time is a limited and very valuable resource, more valuable than any material possessions or attachments we have accumulated so far.
There IS a reason we have been given our time. There IS a reason some of us get more than others. We do not and will never know the answer to those questions. But we can control the way we use our lives.
Each and every one of us has a Mister SomeOne Out-There locked up inside. The key is to recognise this gift and to answer our inner door and let MSOT come out with the gifts we didn't even know we had.
If and when that happens, only then will we understand how precious TIME has become.
Like me, I have been able to re-invent and change course. I don't have any EXTRA time but I know what time it is. Now I understand that what I have is...
THE TIME OF MY LIFE. It is limited and it is finite. The time will finish and so will my life. And so I owe it to myself, not any other person, not family, not friends. I owe it to mySELF to use the time I have to say thankyou for what I have been given. so it is my responsibilty to take those gifts from MSOT and use them the way they were intended to be used when they were given to me.
I understand fully, and I am doing that.
Soon I will die and my body will decompose over TIME. It sounds harsh but it is a given fact. My body will become one single digit added to the 106 billion bodies that have died and decomposed before me. They all had a life, and within that life were given some time.
So seeing that you are watching my journey I need you to understand what drives me. It is crutial to your own TIME that you understand this as well. Even amongst the suffering and the tragedy the clock is ticking and our time diminishes one second at a time, until there are no more seconds, no more heartbeats. no more TIME. Until THE END.
But I have a secret.......
........Our decomposed bodies are dancing.................
I wonder what sort of a life journey this kid had. I hope he had a really cooool time, just as I hope you all have a wonderful, rewarding lifetime. He's probably a bit luckier than us in many ways because when this photo was taken it was well pre-television. No computers or FaceBook, no skateboards, no X-Box, no dvds and cds, no MacDonalds, KFC, shopping malls and no distractions from having a good time. Instead there were friends, real friends.....and games. There was mateship, not peer pressure. And there was a lot more time to do fun things. And there was more time to LOVE.
What beautiful memories, although the kids of today probably wouldn't think so I guess.
TIME was slower. Still the same number of seconds, minutes and hours in a day. But it was slower. Everything was slower. There was time to look around. Time to smell a garden. Time to feel the air. Time to hear birds singing to you. Time to enjoy life. There weren't as many years in the average life but family, and love for one another, provided a more fulfilling quality of life. There was time to talk. I mean real talk, not FaceBook talk.
So where am I going with all of this TIME stuff? Hmmmmm.......
Well, when we suffer in life, as we ALL do at some stage, TIME seems to get lost amongst the tragedies, the heartbreaks and the devastation. We tend to prioritise our own sorrow. We get lost in our own sympathy. It's a natural reaction. Where the TIME factor comes in is the way in which we are able to comeback from our suffering. Sometimes it can take years, sometimes it will take the remainder of our lives. That can be a whole lotta TIME. Time that we don't have. Time that doesn't belong to us. We were given the time of our lives as a gift. The time is a limited and very valuable resource, more valuable than any material possessions or attachments we have accumulated so far.
There IS a reason we have been given our time. There IS a reason some of us get more than others. We do not and will never know the answer to those questions. But we can control the way we use our lives.
Each and every one of us has a Mister SomeOne Out-There locked up inside. The key is to recognise this gift and to answer our inner door and let MSOT come out with the gifts we didn't even know we had.
If and when that happens, only then will we understand how precious TIME has become.
Like me, I have been able to re-invent and change course. I don't have any EXTRA time but I know what time it is. Now I understand that what I have is...
THE TIME OF MY LIFE. It is limited and it is finite. The time will finish and so will my life. And so I owe it to myself, not any other person, not family, not friends. I owe it to mySELF to use the time I have to say thankyou for what I have been given. so it is my responsibilty to take those gifts from MSOT and use them the way they were intended to be used when they were given to me.
I understand fully, and I am doing that.
Soon I will die and my body will decompose over TIME. It sounds harsh but it is a given fact. My body will become one single digit added to the 106 billion bodies that have died and decomposed before me. They all had a life, and within that life were given some time.
So seeing that you are watching my journey I need you to understand what drives me. It is crutial to your own TIME that you understand this as well. Even amongst the suffering and the tragedy the clock is ticking and our time diminishes one second at a time, until there are no more seconds, no more heartbeats. no more TIME. Until THE END.
But I have a secret.......
........Our decomposed bodies are dancing.................
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