Sunday, April 12, 2020

Time's Ticking

Update 2024: I realise this post was garbage. After writing it, I experienced my worst year. 2020 was the worst year. There was nothing actionable from this post.

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I verbalised that reason behind my sadness. I feel rushed. Rushed to get married. Rushed to visit everywhere. Rushed to recoup my losses.

If time was not ticking, I wouldn't be sad.

It stems from not being satisfied with the present.

First, I ask myself can I control my situation? If so, then I can plan what to do. If not, I accept what is without resistance or planning.

Second, I must take a moment each day to be aware of my body and think of a positive thing to do to another person, make a time each week to meditate, and a time each month to revisit my mental health.

Third, I need to plan what my life will be like as if I had an year to fulfill everything I want. Time is the most scarce resource I have. Life is temporary. I must value it and focus on making every year the best it can be. Many people are afraid of death and their fear makes them ill.

Fourth, I must not simply chase material things or goals. I remember the tale of the fisherman who found a turtle who granted him wishes, but the fisherman wanted more and more. He was never satisfied with what he had and eventually it led to his downfall. I penned the following about desires.

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Memories flash.

Tears flow.

The world stops between the inhale and the exhale. Taking in this moment.

All aspirations. What for?

My heart is heavy, burdened, rough and blue.

I cradle it. Give it comfort from the pain. I shine yellow and orange light on it.

I tell my heart it is going to be ok. I accept my imperfect tendencies, my impulsiveness, my loss, and how I have let myself be hurt.

I know above all this, I need to appreciate what is most important. My state of mind, my mental and physical health and my family.

Money doesn't mean anything relative to this. I still have some wealth and that's good. But even if I have all the money in the world, it doesn't matter compared to my mind, my health and my family.

It's so easy to forget as life gets in the way. I remember how important it is.

Always lulled into fleshly desires of money and lust throughout my life. But neglecting myself. Harming myself in the process. Damaging my health.