There was never a past. I don’t know where all the previous experiences (if any) came from. I’m not sure if there’s a future ’cause then again, there’d have to be a past.
And the present is just this moment. The only time for awareness at all.
I can’t say there’s a new day or a new memory. It’s just one second after another. Collecting partial information.
Sometimes I do have glimpses of where I was, what I used to think or who I used to be…and feel like it’s all light years away. Everything changes every second.
And all I ever find is myself in the middle of nowhere. And if I’m still in the same place time after time, then life means to walk in circles.
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