I think we all see life differently. Some of us see it as a journey, some as an adventure. Some of us see it as a dark horse in a purgatorial state. We all wonder if we are using our time wisely. We wonder if we should be working harder or making more money. We wonder just what kind of mark we will make on this world while we are here, if any at all. To some its lived, to some it’s merely endured, and to others its sadly suffered through. But I think the common thread that sews us all together is the way we see death. It’s the end of all, the exit door, the nevermore. Any way you look at it, it’s over. Sure we could pretend that what we do in life truly matters. But in the grand scheme of things, we all know it’s the many that create the mark, not the one. Sure Benjamin Franklin discovered electricity, but if he hadn’t, someone else surely would have.
Progression and discovery are inevitable. They will happen with or without us. Wars will still be fought, powers will rise and fall. Technology will progress. Someone will get hit by lightening, whether it’s an old man in glasses or someone else. Tomorrow comes for some, for others it ends today. If it ends today will you be able to say, I lived my life.
Will you be able to say that you did not waste a single moment of it. That you dove into that lake even though you were afraid. That you jumped into the mosh pit even though you knew you were going to get hit. Did you push yourself just a little further to reach the end of the trail. Did let yourself fall when the wind was gusting at your back. Did you leave everything you knew behind to start again. Did you hesitate and miss out on a chance you will never get again. Did your nerves prevent you from giving it everything you had. When she was right in front of you, looking into your eyes, did you not kiss her. Will you regret it every single day until the day of nevermore.
Seize the day.
“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying.
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
Scale back your long hopes
to a short period. While we
speak, time is envious and
is running away from us.
Seize the day, trusting
little in the future.”
I think Keating pretty much sums it all up. We are always afraid of making mistakes. Yet we all make mistakes. We say things we don’t mean to people we really care about. We hurt those who are close to us. We lose control. Control of our lives, of our relationships, of our senses. We get consumed with fear. Fear we wont measure up, fear we wont be good enough, fear we will be rejected.
People find themselves unhappy with what they have because they want what someone else has. They feel cheated that life has disappointed them while gracing others. Mourning a life that still exists. Consumed by depression and sorrow. Some people fill the emptiness inside them by diverting its focus. Sex, drugs, alcohol. Self mutilation, fighting. Creating war, Gangs and brotherhoods. Aggression, regression and segregation. Fear and self loathing in passionless decline.
All because they forgot one simple rule. Carpe Diem. Seize the day.
Regrets are caused by two things. Failure to act and acting stupid. Lord knows I have them in both categories. Sometimes we are simply human. We can only hope that the world is a more forgiving place then the vast space within our conscientiousness.
It’s okay to be human. But if we don’t take advantage of every breath we take, then we are already food for worms. Forgive those who have made mistakes. Never let anyone dim the light around you. Forgive yourself for your own mistakes. Love, jump, fall and for God sake, kiss the girl.
Seize the day before its gone. Because it surely will be.