By M.N.Curry
Life and time are like two restless travelers—always moving, never pausing. For young people, the key is to embrace their fleeting nature instead of fearing it. In my 78 years of living on this planet, this is what I've learned:
- Time is not infinite, but opportunity is. You’ll never get more hours in a day, but there’s always another door to open, another path to explore. I've been fortunate enough to walk through many of those doors, each with its own unique message, and lived to tell about it. Lol
- Failure is just an expensive lesson. It may cost time, effort, sometimes even pride, but what you gain from it—experience, resilience, wisdom—makes you wealthier and wiser in ways that matter the most.
- The present is the youngest you’ll ever be again. (Somebody says amen.) Don’t wait until “someday.” When it's too late and your bones crack with the slightest movement, and those regular trips to the bathroom let you know you are still a regular guy, you'll look back and wish you hadn't missed that dream opportunity, or a chance to hold onto a lasting memory.
- Comparison is a thief of joy. The race isn’t against others; it’s against time. And winning means making the most of the moments that belong to you. Why the hell would you place a value on or waste your time on what someone else thinks of you instead of accepting who you are?
Life drifts like ink on fleeting streams, whispering secrets in golden beams.
Time is the tide that pulls us all, soft as echoes, loud as a call.
Moments vanish, but dreams remain, woven in laughter, stitched in pain.
The past is a shadow, the future unknown, but today is a kingdom—yours alone.
Dance with the seconds, love the hours, watch them bloom like midnight flowers.
For when the moon trades place with the sun, the race is over, the journey done.
From this point forward, your life's purpose deserves more than passing thoughts—it calls for deep reflection and honest evaluation. When you're young, freedom of expression flows easily, often without the burden of foresight. And why not? Mistakes made early on are usually recoverable, even for the most naïve among us.
But here's the truth: life comes with no guarantees. Your time here will always be a mystery, and the choices you make shape what little time you have. You can spend it wisely, or gamble with whatever fate delivers.
Think about it—we're mere specks on the vast timeline of eternity. And when your moment ends, so does your story.
If I made you laugh or made you think about some abstract statement I've made. Then I've done my work.
"He lived. He died. The end."
Stay Healthy
M.N.Curry
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