Tonight I switched on my night-lights hoping to drift away, but staring at my lights, with those particular words – “INFINITE” – staring back at me, it took me away to someplace different…
It got me thinking about several concepts; the perception of age, the balance of living in an idealistic idealism vs. living in the actual reality, paired with the idea of the finite time vs. being “infinite” – And so began my journey into merging these theories and creating a quixotic concoction of sorts.
And here’s what it came down to:
We are all born with a time limit; a conjoined, invisible hourglass attached to us. It is Time that has essentially created ageism; it dictates to us the phases of our life and as such, the order and outcome of it, thus adopting a co-master to our own fate. Despite this, time affects our exterior physical selves but is void in our interior spiritual selves; our bodies age but our mind is ageless, for time does not exist there. When we delve into our mind – in our purely cognitive state – there is no time; it’s a standstill and a source to infinity.
This cognitive state never dictates to us our age; it never tells us we’re only 5, we’re finally 16 or nearly 30… our cerebral self knows that age is a number and not a checkpoint, however our surroundings tell us to think that way. Actually, our mind journeys outside the spell of time and is simply present in the moment that we exist in, where our thoughts are valid and final, irrespective of the decree of age. Whether time dictates that we are ‘young‘ or ‘old’, cognitively, we just are. We are shielded from the effects of time, so we are shielded from the prescription of age. In our own space, we control our own time, and we become infinite as a result.
In this ‘infinite’, the world can exist in the way we want it to – bound by no rules of time, no worldly limits, no fickle change. It may even become void of loss and suffering if we so wish… two inevitable consequences always brought forth by time. We control our own thoughts, visions and perplexities. If we condition ourselves to focus and harness this infinite, we can control how we see ourselves, have jurisdiction over our own actions, and escape the dictations of a world ruled by the ticking clock…. There is no rite of passage; the passage is wide open and free to come and go as we please. We can control who we become; “I believe and so I am.” – It’s an idea that has travelled through the ages, one of reflection and self-awareness.
So to make a long and complicated matter short, here is the spark that ignited my thoughts tonight; there is a way to bridge the finite into the infinite and to exceed beyond the age-defining clock. The human body takes the punches of the years, but it does not reflect our perpetual, ageless mind. We can do away with the limitations and do whatever we want to do at any point in our lives. We are never too young or too old. It is never too late or too soon. It is simply whenever you want it to be. So go forth and be wise beyond your years… or be young at heart; for better or worse, ‘youth’ is no margin.
And that is how you cheat time when time cheats you.
Even when our hourglass is up; when we are finally engulfed by the sands of time, our bodies are consumed by the earths soil… our mind can transcend to the infinite harbour of souls; free, limitless, and timeless. Or we can simply exercise that as a right in this world, by governing our consciousness, our perception and our awareness of time.
Time wears out the body that shields the mind. The mind is the key to infinity.
And that, dear readers, is my quixotic concoction of sorts. Goodnight, and dream well.
Diary of a Deluded Heart
Written: September 29th 2014
Published: June 16th 2016