Truly it is an amazing, and often astounding, sight to see people rushing through their lives completely oblivious to everything except their electronic devices and their schedules. You see, time is a continuum whilst our lives are momentary snapshots of that continuum.
This is a lesson I learned many years ago when I chose to spend my time reading a book, and one of my professors happened by and commented on my “wasting time” in reading a tome that sparked my brain to think. I like to think. I embrace it wholeheartedly. Never have I thought that thinking was a waste of time because time does not change or alter its stream for me or anything I am doing.
Granted, there are scenes in life’s grand play where time seems to stand still….like waiting to be called from the big waiting room in the doctor’s office to the little waiting room (which is also called the “exam room”). Then what happens? Time goes into warp drive when the doctor comes him, spends a total of 4 minutes diagnosing you and off you go back into the stream of time.
As a child, I thought Christmas Eve made time stand still so Santa could make all of his deliveries by Christmas morning. I didn’t, for one moment, believe Santa could go all over the world in a single night, so time HAD to stand still for him to accomplish such a Herculean Task.
There are those who say that Time is relative. Well, I can assure you that time is no relative of mine. My relatives are a rather gregarious mob, with a couple of introverted members, who enjoy raucous laughter and stories to embarrass the rest of us.
But think about this, why do we wear watches? So we know what time it is. Why do we need to know what time it is? Because we have very busy schedules. Sadly, those schedules have not slowed in the least, despite advances in technology. And why do those people who can afford the latest technological gadgets always smile? Also, what do they do that they can always afford the latest technological marvel?
But, you see, time never speeds up nor does it slow down. Time always moves forward.
My question to you is this, Gentle Reader, during your time swimming in the stream of time, what shall you do to make it memorable?
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