Present

The present moment is something one must not forget. But one does, because one is in the habit of not fretting over things which seem unimportant but it is not so. A moment is everything, a moment is a a part of oblivion, a moment can save lives, a moment can bring about the very end.

Now when I think of it, the present doesn’t make any sense to me but for the reason that I experience it because I am conscious. The present moment is present for me because I can feel it. I can feel the second ticking in the flow of my blood. I can feel the whirl of the needle like the pounding of my heart.

But what if I was not conscious? What if I did not have knowledge about what all exists before me and around me? Would this present be of the same significance then?

Present is present because we are present. Time is time only when we can realize it.

If I die this very moment, it all would lose significance. It holds importance because we are alive, making it alive.

Such notions seem absurd sometimes but they are not so because these aspects of the universe help us in knowing, in understanding the significance of us, as well as the nothingness that we represent in the greater of things that are alive this moment.

This moment, I can feel it.. I am alive and so is this moment for me.

Present

* For Five Minute Friday.

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7 thoughts on “Present

  1. About the Present:
    I feel there is no present moment. I am either thinking about the past or thinking about the future. I just can’t capture the present moment. It is gone before it even happens. lol

    Five Minute Friday looks like fun.

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    • me too. I spend all time living in the past or in the distant future, even though I know that future is not for me.. that is sad in its own way.
      Yes, it is an interesting prompt. You have to write for five minutes straight and then post whatsoever you have come up with..

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