Today Might Not Have Been: Communicate, Appreciate and Validate

Foreword: A man whom I admire very much, regularly tells the people he works with to communicate,  appreciate and validate those around them, because they might not be there tomorrow.  Today I had a moment of clarity and reflection that showed me truer words were never spoken. These are my words below, as originally posted on my Google+ profile

December 11 & 12, 2012

Yesterday and today Humanity was spared a fatal blow.  Not a joke. '2012 XE5' is an asteroid three miles wide, and "missed" Earth only hours ago by that much ->  "... 139,500 miles or slightly more than half the distance to the moon, according to NASA".  It is actually one of two that passed us over the past two days...the other was much further away though. In terms we can all relate to, if a bullet were fired at a person, but missed that person by literally a human hair distance...that's what just happened to Earth when 2012 XE5 passed by.  Keep in mind that it was only discovered a few days ago...as it approached Earth. For all those conspiracy / end of world folks, the chances of this happening seems almost too convenient fodder for debate and philosophy.

Keep in mind also that asteroids pass us frequently, so this is not some kind of unusual astronomical event.  How close it came, when we discovered it and the size of it however, are something to pause over.  Consider though for a moment that 2012 XE5 was just as likely to hit us than not. And consider that if it had, this day would have been the last day for civilization, and possibly most of life on Earth. How unbelievably apropos such an event would be at this point in our journey together. And how sad the thought that there would be no one left to appreciate the bitter irony of the darkest realization of our fears.Yet this is not the case, and I am not suggesting that anyone go off the reservation because of this event.

What I do think, is that this is is one of the most appropriate occasions (if not, an opportune one) for everyone to breath a sigh of relief, and to mark this day in their hearts as they would any day of great occasion. Regardless of your religious faith, culture or position in life, no matter how bad your year has been or how lost you may feel, we are all still here...now, and that it something to celebrate. Hug your kids, your parents, your spouses and your friends. Let them know how important they are to you, and appreciate what you have now because everything could have ceased to exist today. Completely.

News Article Referenced and Cited:

http://www.sciencerecorder.com/news/earth-avoids-collisions-with-pair-of-asteroids/

Every Moment a Choice

If we create a maze in our mind with many imaginary exits, but really there is only one, we have built a mental cage for ourselves that only wastes valuable time on our journey.

It is a much better thing to clear one's path of wasteful divergences that stray from the intended goal lest the goal never be reached. Yet some inflate their balloons so large that they cannot see the path they are on, instead only living in the periphery, experiencing life in the could have beens and moments only just passed. 

Each of us creates our path from the first thought that sparks a thing into being simply by imagining it is, or should be so.  In every perceivable moment that passes, one exists in a being of infinite number of unique choices, each a spark of possibility that determines the next moment of infinite choices. 

One's will, desire, and determination fan the flame made possible by each spark of choice that lights the path one travels.  Let each moment serve then to further the next and let light perpetual shine.

Perpetuity

The certain origin of the whole of Humanity's journey does not provide consciousness a safe harbor from reality, respite from the pain of the experience, or absolution for transgressions.

Those are consolations forged from desperation, colluded in fiction, and better sought through faith to assuage the weary soul.

This journey began, as it has concluded, a cycle repeating in perpetuity. All that has happend before, and is happening now, will happen again.

The Haunt

When darkness comes no clear tells,
No warnings sound as shadows swell
if not for raising of bristled hairs, and sudden chill; though not the air,
then from within
should not be there.

Intimate moments cast absent form,
That which once was but from the ether torn
but whose essence remains, in such stillness retains
the echo of silent prayer.

Season to Remember

The sun is setting it burns the sky,

and red and yellow fire cast

the ground a golden rye.

Was once we saw these fields plowed

some thousands well-nigh labored.

‘Twas morning late and industry bellow

rewarded above all favor. 

Passing moments all threads in time,

each pleading softly stay, but

that choice was never mine.

Was once the future memory recalled

a path long late, forgotten

In evening deep that grand plateau

built on our corpses, rotting.