We move forward, my son. Always forward. We live in the Eternal Now, ephemeral and everlasting. We do not mourn the past in a veil of tears or blind ourselves in false reverie. We discover the history of futures that we hope to be and sing songs to it with words that reveal themselves behind the second hand of the clock and notes that that are born each moment.
There is only The Now and The Now renews itself endlessly in a single stream forward, like an arrow unencumbered by the friction of gravity launched from the mast of a ship. We set forth upon The Ocean of Time and Space and the Cartesian grid of waves are the canvass of our creation and adventure. You are always here, I am always here, upon the deck of our souls, the stars above and within to guide us across the universe.
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