Just now, as I was staring at my planner for no apparent reason before I dissolve into unconsciousness, I reflected on just how hectic life was a month and a half ago. I had a multitude of assessments, a highly demanding business, events to attend, things to organise. It was a period of doing. I remember thinking quite clearly,
‘I miss the calmness of nothingness. Oh! How I miss sitting on my bed absentmindedly, watching the sun make his easy and breezy journey across the ocean of the sky.’
In all honesty, I’m not quite so poetic in moments of daze, I’m just dabbling in the art of romanticising disassociation.
And now it is the calm nothingness. I’m sitting on my bed, absentmindedly, staring at my calendar. That really doesn’t have the same ring to it. I’m reflecting on that rush and am realising just how fun constant action is. I miss the constant manic somehow.
These imbalanced time slots in just a year are a microcosm to the macrocosm of the ‘conventional lifetime.’
In a conventional lifetime, you have childhood to have ‘fun,’ you have you 20’s to build, 30’s-50’ to constantly grind, thereby providing for your hypothetical family and then in your 60’s and beyond, you slowly disintegrate into a calm nothingness until it becomes eternal.
I really and truly don’t want to live life in those rigid stages. I want to constantly have fun, regularly build and improve, provide for all, and disappear into a calm
nothingness once in a while.
It is my firm belief that life is fluid. We thrust a standardised lifetime into individuals hands, forgetting they are just that. Individuals. And then we wonder why we have a society severely deficient in content. We’re all so used to surrendering our ideas and passions that observing a fulfilled individual paving their path of purpose is shocking and at times, looked down upon as impractical.
I would like to remind you, dear reader, that you are the architect of your own life. You can quite literally design any sort of city you’d like. You can make it into a bustling city with high rises reaching pluto, a hippie retreat with a couple of cottages reliant solely on permaculture or a Love Island villa. Or all three.
As you design your gorgeous city, relearn contentment and await eternal nothingness.
Do remember, that right now, this very moment is an eternal somethingness.
Comments