I decided to try something new. I'm not gonna think anymore. That's right. I'm gonna shut my mind down, turn it off like I would a computer, and leave it for now. And if that means no more writing, then so be it.
To think is to stress. To think is to contemplate. To think is to go over and over it again in my mind, examine all angles, and try to decide if I might have been able to do it better, if I was given the chance to turn back the clocks. This can be applied to life, to mistakes, to any situation really. So really, what is the point? After all is said and done, what is the point of thinking about it, worrying, obsessing that it might have, could have, should have been different? Just stop thinking about it, give it a break, and give me some peace and quiet.
I remember the name of my blog. Moving On. For lack of a better name, and cuz it seemed to fit. Doesn't matter where I'm coming from. Sometimes it doesn't even seem to matter where I am now. The only thing that matters is where I'm going. And how I plan to get there.
The truth: I have no idea. Sometimes I don't even know what I'm doing tomorrow, let alone in ten years from now. I wish I knew. It would be easier if I did. Reassuring. Don't worry, in ten years you will be doing ____________,
you will have ______________ amount of kids, you will live in a house that looks like _____________ and has ______ amount of rooms. Wouldn't that be nice?
But life is a guessing game. We can't know. We don't know. We have to find out, figure it out, live it out, hold on tight till the next stage. Till better things come our way. Till this thing we call life straightens itself out, makes some sense, becomes understandable.
Moving On. It doesn't matter what I did last night, (if I told you I'd have to kill you.) It doesn't matter what I did yesterday. Or last week. It doesn't even matter what I did today. Cuz all of that becomes the past the second it happens.
Now, now it is the present becoming the future. The future just waiting to happen. So many great things may be upon us. Just let it happen.
Like Yossi said over at his blog, "If you want to be chassidish, the first step is to start acting chassidish!!"
A very good thing to remember. It's not easy, but no one said that life was gonna be easy.
The past is not
ReplyDeleteThe future is not yet
The present is like the blink of an eye
Why worry?
The first line doesnt make sense. The past IS.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, no worries.
As Bob Marley says, 'don't worry, be happy.' (Smoke a joint.)
does the past exist? In the past, you were five years old. Are you five years old?
ReplyDeleteThe past exists in the sense that it once was. It WAS a state of being. It was a building block to get to the here and now.
ReplyDeleteIf I was never 5 years old, I wouldn't be 19 now.
C'mon math dude. How can you have 2 without 1+1? Or 4 without 2+2?
The past was, yes. It is no more, true. But it IS. An existence. It is.
I feel you. Going through the same thing right now... Trying to let go...
ReplyDeleteThe point e is trying to make is: there is an effect of past on you, but the past itself no longer exists. So, don’t worry about something that exists only in your imagination. Draw lessons from it. Smile at good memories. But don’t stress over something which is no longer here.
Thanks CA. That definitely helps.
ReplyDeleteThe past is an hour ago. A minute ago. It is so hard to let go, but you are right. It is gone now.
Thanks.
Interesting.
ReplyDeleteon another note: self titled blog post nice!
lol. Thanks.
ReplyDeletethanks for the plug again.
ReplyDeleteand I hope you guys aren't talking about your Yesterday You's again...
No no. Not me at least.
ReplyDeleteThe point was, forget the past. What happened happened. Make a better future instead.
this mean you're changing your blog title?
ReplyDeleteUch un vei!
ReplyDeletei forgot about yesterday me until this post :-P
Yossi- no. I like it as it is. I just borroed it as a title for the post.
ReplyDeletesorry feivel.
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