darkflavor

At times I feel as if I walk through life backwards. I think back about what could have been done yesterday instead of gazing ahead at what can be done tomorrow. The past appears in my mind as a fixed yet bleeding painting. Tears of the future cascade down the oily canvas of yesterday. The past is not so fixed, is it? Can I change it? When the time comes my will is zapped from my mind and my body grows cold. Am I struck with paralysis with the thought that exerting my will now can change the facts of the past? The past is not fact. It is subjective. It is just a belief.. the perception of it. Like for example, why something happened, the meaning of some event. I am not referring to whether an event occurred or not. That’s silly.
It’s not even the Great Aboriginal Betrayal holiday yet a neighbor has set up white lights all over their bushes in celebration of the winter holidays. What are they so happy about?