Post by Vinnie on Mar 31, 2007 20:31:59 GMT
Has anyone ever pondered on the whole, seemingly endless ream of experiences, people, hopes, feelings, and questions in a single human lifetime?
Think about the people you knew ten years ago. Think about the hopes you had and the stuff you KNEW you wanted to do ten years ago. 1997. Where were you? Who did you know? What did you enjoy? I can guarantee that these will all have altered, if not changed completely from that time to now.
Pause for a moment and ask your parents how many of their friends from school they still talk to. There are so many different ways and means and motives for everything people ever do. What are yours?
What everyone realises at several, milestone-like points I their lives, is that nothing ever stays the same. They who were there, at your side, indelibly, uncompromisingly, throughout huge, significant periods of your life; you may look up one day, and they are gone.
Underlying everything is NOT a thread of love and hope. It can’t be, because it is a rare soul who will love one person for eternity, or hope for one single thing for their entire life, even if they believe they will.
All that is constant is yourself. Ever-knowing, ever-thinking, ever-being. Though those others that know you may change, you will always know you. Every memory you have will be from one pair of eyes, and one only. This is why every infants school teacher tells the children that ‘they are special’.
Lose respect, dignity, and love for yourself, and you might as well crawl into a ditch and die.
Always preserve that, truly, utterly, fundamentally unique array of experiences, and memories, and people, because if you don’t, it isn’t that no-one will…
…no-one can.
Every thought you think, person you meet, experience you have, they all shape you. They all have their own effect on a part of you.
Count your blessings, because they will change. They may increase in number, or they my decrease, but you will always have things to keep you going…
…they’re called, collectively, you.
Think about the people you knew ten years ago. Think about the hopes you had and the stuff you KNEW you wanted to do ten years ago. 1997. Where were you? Who did you know? What did you enjoy? I can guarantee that these will all have altered, if not changed completely from that time to now.
Pause for a moment and ask your parents how many of their friends from school they still talk to. There are so many different ways and means and motives for everything people ever do. What are yours?
What everyone realises at several, milestone-like points I their lives, is that nothing ever stays the same. They who were there, at your side, indelibly, uncompromisingly, throughout huge, significant periods of your life; you may look up one day, and they are gone.
Underlying everything is NOT a thread of love and hope. It can’t be, because it is a rare soul who will love one person for eternity, or hope for one single thing for their entire life, even if they believe they will.
All that is constant is yourself. Ever-knowing, ever-thinking, ever-being. Though those others that know you may change, you will always know you. Every memory you have will be from one pair of eyes, and one only. This is why every infants school teacher tells the children that ‘they are special’.
Lose respect, dignity, and love for yourself, and you might as well crawl into a ditch and die.
Always preserve that, truly, utterly, fundamentally unique array of experiences, and memories, and people, because if you don’t, it isn’t that no-one will…
…no-one can.
Every thought you think, person you meet, experience you have, they all shape you. They all have their own effect on a part of you.
Count your blessings, because they will change. They may increase in number, or they my decrease, but you will always have things to keep you going…
…they’re called, collectively, you.