Today is May 12, 2025. What shall my life be like ten years from now? I shall be sixty-four years old. Shall I still be working two jobs, fast food and a grocery store? What friends and family shall still be with me? I write books and illustrate the covers. What more shall I have finished by then? Shall any of it be famous by then?
Ten years from now shall occur. Ten years ago was horrible. I was unemployed and my house was no longer my home. My life today was unknown on May 12, 2015.
If I open a novel I can read later chapters first and earlier chapters later. The story is what it is regardless. I wonder if time is the same way. Alas, I am but a character in the story that is reality. My moment is the one being read and not by me.
Ten years from now is already today. It is already yesterday. The moment is what it is already.
I hear the claim that the future is not written. It is what we make of it. Oh? Who chose when or where they were born? Did you write your own genetic code? Your free will is entirely on someone else’s terms, to be clear.
Shall I remember to read this ten years from now? Shall I
smile wondering why I worried? Shall I miss what are better days? Time will
tell. It always does.
Well the future is written. That's how prophecies are possible.
ReplyDeleteYes. Our perspectives are NOT reality. We are ignorant so must be sincere because our knowledge is never enough.
DeleteBeing part of the story means that time is an issue for us. We do not know how things will turn out, so we can only do the best with what we have. It does seem that our decisions will influence the outcome.
ReplyDeleteYes. Time seems to pass so swiftly, I wonder if our lives are not novels but rather short stories.
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