The January 5th entry in A Year With Rilke talks about our impermanence. He says it seems to be hidden from us.
I’ve recently been reading a small book on philosophy, death and the afterlife, which also speaks about how we tend to believe we will live forever, even in the face of evidence that we are not immortal.
On the one hand, I know that sooner or later we all die. On the other, I, like many of us, tend to live my life as if I had all the time in the world, so I often waste it on unimportant things (watching mindless reality shows or playing computer games), and on worry about things I cannot change. (Aging, for one, disability for another.)
Jan. 5, 2014
How much time between
now and then?
Old Clocks (Photo credit: servus)
Before I can write the words
future becomes past,
now as elusive as dreams,
tomorrow never quite arrives.
–CAS
Related articles
Quillfyre 
Carol – I love this post, I’ve been thinking about this a lot recently. “Now” is where we live our lives.
Thanks. Yes, not always easy to live there instead of in the past or in the future. Trying to come to terms with this idea myself.
beautifully put, but boy, can I relate to this……
Thanks for sharing! It’s a hard thing to come to terms with, isn’t it?