There is no hope in being who I was.
I can never change the past. I can remember.
It’s just there like a faded photograph.
Time alters and changes to obscurity.
The image loses its meaning.
Now is the miracle we will remember and the future calling to be fulfilled.
Here and now is the only place that matters to me- ever.
It is the silver lining.
It is the flame that burns bright.
It is the excitement of a shooting star.
It is the magic that surpasses time.
It is the impossible that lurks behind your fondest wish.
It is the tasty mouse found in in the hole in the baseboard.
It is the meaning of everything that will ever be- or ever has been.
Only now matters-it’s all that is.
