Thursday, October 27, 2005

Oct. 27, 2005

I find it infinitely simpler to perceive mortality as yet another abstract man-made conception rather than reality. Label it the ignorant opinion of youth, if you will, but I'd like to delude myself into thinking it is a well-reasoned philosophy. After all, what is mortality? Even in death, people do not leave us but dwell on, sanctified and exalted, lifted upon a pedestal they never truly stood upon in life. Of course, who am I to speak? I, who have not yet faced the grief of a dearly loved one?
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Live in the moment, they say. Eight pm on October 27, 2005 will never exist again, not for all eternity in this physical realm will this day and this time ever be once more. Thus, they say also to use your time wisely, to not waste a single second. Oh, but I could go on forever with common-sense aphorisms without ever truly understanding a single one. To this day, I cannot truly say that I comprehend any of them, or rather that I can in thought but never in action. Just so, the pinnacle of human achievement would then be the perfect union of thought and action, with thought preceding action, of course, not action preceding thought. I suppose I digress, but what was my point? I can't recall.