Train of thought

Maiden effort, after such a long time…


Thinking after so long.. Thinking about life, its progress and unidirectional nature. You will only grow older, you will only learn more. You can never grow any younger. Never be able to heal fully. If anything happens, It can never un-happen. Can make amends but never heal someone.

Can you ever take it back? Life seems to be a history text book read out to you real slow. When you are growing up, you get so much of knowledge, all at once. Overwhelming you, to know so much happened even when you weren't around, behind you r back. And then things begin to become real slow. You can watch careers flourish, even your own. And then you watch all those things happened in slow motion. Like a movie star making it real big after many failures. Its not like you wake up one day and read the papers that someone made it big out of the blue. You have to watch them through their darkest moments. You have to watch yourself through those darkest moments. And then you grow old. You know you are fairly old when the latest hits of your youth are played back on VH1 as golden oldies. And then you realize that the things you learnt through out your life are more than any history text book can hold.
And then you know that you can advice someone without having to wonder how it will turn out.

Is there really this plan we are supposed to be living towards. Does everything happen to make the world progress towards a deterministic future. But if entropy is to constantly increase, how can we predict the future or expect it to make more sense than the present does. Is there a future, or is time an active amalgalmation of a collective imagination?