thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] all life long the same questions, the same answers. [samuel beckett]


November 01, 2005

the day of the dead

the day of the dead is the day of the past. the day of those who once walked this world - some with us, some even before us. it is also the day of the living - of each one of us, who remember the past knowing that one day we'll be part of it. they say that the future belongs to us. but the future doesn't exist until the very moment it becomes present. and, when we grow aware of that, it is no longer present - but past.

8:44 PM

 

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Pois é, os tempos confundem-se perante a nossa existência, visto que não é o tempo que passa como se costuma dizer, mas somos nós que passamos. Pois, nós morremos e o tempo permanece. no futuro não seremos nada mais que parte do passado. E o presente é aquilo que nunca existe porque quando o nomeamos já se tornou passado, tal como referiste. Parabéns por mais um tema pertinente a reflectir. ***

1/11/05 23:51  

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