
Future doesn't exist. past doesn't matter. present is what is real
past as a political creation with the aim of distract us from the present and frighten us with the future.
Past is in faulty memories and corrupted words of historian, future in the filthy mouths of politicians, present in the hands of the suffering.
We are too intent in dreaming a future which will never come to care about a present which hurt us. Leaving us to forget about the only aspect we can do something about.
Present is when you create the future and delete the past. Present is when LIFE happens and God speaks to us. Present means action when past and future are just words written in water.
Present is that blinding flash of terrifyingly true reality within the deadly embrace of Memories and Hopes. There is nothing as terrifying as the present, the fact we live, that we are conscious and thus able to change reality. We always live a split second in the past, waiting for the present to deliver us some good news; never to peek in the real turbulent flow of one's own present.
What is it we are afraid of in the perception of life's flow? The consequent mind-body detachment? What is lying there? In that free flight, in that swimming in stormy waters. What can we reach? A truth? What are we afraid to discover?

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