Each day exists forever - make it count.

My father was a very smart man … he was fascinated with the subject of ‘time’. He thought that moments in time were ‘always present’ and that they lasted forever - and we (as conscious beings) were experiencing all of them at all times. Interestingly, he thought that ‘imagination’ was the act of remembering a possible future. Because he thought of time in this way (permanent moments always happening) - he thought it vital that we attend to each day is if it was valuable beyond measure (as it is). Food for thought. 


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