Showing posts with label First words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label First words. Show all posts

The Task I left behind

Trying to escape from computers, inventing excuses, I reached the inevitable point; 10 days to do what I should have done , or at least begin, 10 years ago.
Day 5 , my head is about to explode. I´m dizzy, but I would like you to see the panic on my face each time I touch the wrong button.

If I lived 100 years ago, instead of being here fighting with the computer, sweating a lot, I would be sitting on a beach ,putting messages into bottles, and preparing myself to the day I'll throw them overboard. Here, and now, in only a fraction of a second, my bottles will be thrown into the ocean of information, among millions of others, where only those who know the location on the Internet map, can find them.

Of course, it can happen that an errant boat, may find it by accident.

Where our Will fits

If you want to travel somewhere, you can choose a thousand ways and paths to get there; on foot, by car, by truck, by plain, on motorways, secondary roads, you can get lost for a while, to sleep during the journey, without due value to each piece of the voyage, and better yet, you can learn something new, during the trip, about yourself or the places you´re passing by.

If destiny are checking-points on the map of our life, compared to a journey, our will, is never absent, the options are infinite and... eventually we can choose between the quick version, in one lifetime or the long version, to be born several times, perhaps as that person, which is only different (ideas,race,religion,country,costumes...) from us, and we so quickly mistreat. I like quick versions, trying to fulfill all my checking-points, but sometimes, I know, I will regret not to have done something( laziness or accommodation), postponing something that must be done,sooner or later. When something is left behind, a time will come, we have to do it imperatively , for yesterday. The task will be tougher. Right now I'm paying for the task I left behind.

First Things First

My daughter says that I'm too serious. I don´t agree with her, I just have to have a reason to do something.
But first things first.
I´m Portuguese, and the last time I wrote in English was 31 years ago, to get my Certificate from the British Institute in Portugal, so, 31 years later, I have an excuse for bad English.
In those days, I did not know the real reason to learn another language, and between German and English, I felt the second as the right choice.

We cannot escape from destiny.

Some say that destiny doesn't exist, only our will commands our life. Others do nothing, and even don't try to do better, because if destiny is already written , why to bother?
For me, destiny are checking-points on the map of our life and if you don't go there on a life time, perhaps we will be born, again and again, in another body, another sex, race, religion , in another country or continent.But if we have to fulfill all the points, if so, where do our will fits?