There's music playing in the background. Is that...Justin Beiber? No, this moment involves no torture. It's the best song you've ever heard. This isn't a decent song, it isn't the loudest song, it isn't the song with the sickest beat, it's the song that commands your soul to listen and hear each instrument individually. Your attention becomes the possession of the intoxicating sounds as they meld together to speak secrets of the utmost importance. These lyrics become your therapist as they speak to the person you are. They acknowledge your pain, and provide closure and comfort. But, alas, this moment is far more than a song.
Out on the horizon, nature demonstrates her magnificence. Your significance evaporates into the scene of beauty before you as you become a part of the glowing landscape. With every glance your eyes struggle to comprehend what they see, as each blink tears you away from a visual state of bliss. That fraction of a second of darkness reminds you you're among the living, nudging you to appreciate every twig, snowflake and raindrop among you. Beyond the music serenading you softly in the background, the sounds of silence are broken by the breath of mother nature as your surroundings come alive around you. And yet, this moment goes beyond the sights and sounds of nature.
It is in this moment that your mind is given space to roam free. You see all that is in front of you, you realize the many flaws of the world, and are enlightened to new ways of survival and existence. Your enlightenment carries you above the surface, and allows you to ignore the many whats and begin to comprehend the why. You feel the weight of wisdom pressing down upon you as though the product of years of education has condensed itself into a single thought which only you may access and experience. Saying nothing, you listen to your thoughts to realize the most complex of answers put in the simplest of ways.
All this is only a moment. Not to be prolonged, profited off of, exploited or cheapened; this moment has value immeasurable in material terms. It comes and goes with the breeze, and may never again return. Make use of this moment, seek it, appreciate it in all its glory. In a world such as ours, where these events are tangible possibilities, never let a moment go to waste.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
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