Thread: Life is just...

You know, I was thinking today, while I was living one of the best moments of my life, that it was simply that instant. And it would be gone. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, it is already gone. And my take on it is only lying in my memory.

So basically, what we know as life, is simply the instant you're living right NOW, and when it's gone, it is just the memory of it...Kind of scary really, because you realize everything just goes away at some point or another. And whatever you don't remember, it's as you really never lived it.

Every second is gone from moments.

It gets even more interesting when one realizes that even thoughts of past memory and potential future occurrance can only happen in the moment.


The only place where anything can happen is Now

There is no past, there is no future

There is only the moment

All is Here Now

Only in a state of flux.

The worst part is, your perception of what is now is actually a few milliseconds ago. Not only can we not experience the distant past or the future, but we can't actually experience now, only just before now.

Originally Posted by Xaqaria

The worst part is, your perception of what is now is actually a few milliseconds ago. Not only can we not experience the distant past or the future, but we can't actually experience now, only just before now.

What about through meditation?

Originally Posted by Xaqaria

The worst part is, your perception of what is now is actually a few milliseconds ago. Not only can we not experience the distant past or the future, but we can't actually experience now, only just before now.

It has been calculated that the delay between phenomenon and its actual "experience" is 1/10,000th of a second. This is because of the inherent editing system called the ego/mind.

The inherent ego/mind is analogous to a tape monitor/playback system. What is recorded and edited is played back in "real-time". So "experience" of phenomena is the result what is an automatic distortion. Without editing/distortion, the Brilliance of Reality stands revealed beyond all description.

Originally Posted by Zera

You know, I was thinking today, while I was living one of the best moments of my life, that it was simply that instant. And it would be gone. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, it is already gone. And my take on it is only lying in my memory.

So basically, what we know as life, is simply the instant you're living right NOW, and when it's gone, it is just the memory of it...Kind of scary really, because you realize everything just goes away at some point or another. And whatever you don't remember, it's as you really never lived it.

Aw, crap you beat me to posting this!

I had been thinking about this for a while.

Not so much life as time.

Time only exists in relation to two objects that are moving.

In the case of biological time, time is dependent on how fast your brain can store memory, and you can access it.

This would also account for reflex times.

Originally Posted by SolSkye

Every source has a branch, and every branch is it's source. A contradiction.

This is definitely not a contradiction.

Sorry, I didn't mean to be picky, and I definitely don't mean to get away from the original topic, but it was flashing and screaming at me, so I had to say something.

I really like the first 3 posts though, by Zera, LucidFlanders, and NonDualistic.

Originally Posted by Zera

So basically, what we know as life, is simply the instant you're living right NOW, and when it's gone, it is just the memory of it...Kind of scary really, because you realize everything just goes away at some point or another. And whatever you don't remember, it's as you really never lived it.

This is a great quote. Don't waste time... don't sit around, live your life, now, because now is the only time that you may have. The past is but a memory; the future is but an expectation... a hope... a dream.

At the same time, it saddens me for knowing how many past events I have forgotten. There are so many things from my childhood that I can't remember. Those lost memories are gone, and it really is as if it never happened. If I try really hard, I might remember an event or another, and it gives me a great feeling of nostalgia, but the moment is gone. All there is left is the now.

Originally Posted by Zera

You know, I was thinking today, while I was living one of the best moments of my life, that it was simply that instant. And it would be gone. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, it is already gone. And my take on it is only lying in my memory.

So basically, what we know as life, is simply the instant you're living right NOW, and when it's gone, it is just the memory of it...Kind of scary really, because you realize everything just goes away at some point or another. And whatever you don't remember, it's as you really never lived it.

Well said. I think about this quite often. Presently, I've experienced something great. Though, reflecting upon it now, it’s over; just exactly what you said, “it's a memory.” So sometimes with this said, it makes me think what was the point of it. If we knew all along it was only temporary. I don’t know, I’m starting to ramble

Originally Posted by Zera

You know, I was thinking today, while I was living one of the best moments of my life, that it was simply that instant. And it would be gone. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, it is already gone. And my take on it is only lying in my memory.

So basically, what we know as life, is simply the instant you're living right NOW, and when it's gone, it is just the memory of it...Kind of scary really, because you realize everything just goes away at some point or another. And whatever you don't remember, it's as you really never lived it.

I have thought about this frequently... I went to a Hedley concert recently, and I loved it so much, and I knew all the songs, and when it was over, right now, I feel like I want to go to a concert every night. It's over, I'll never get it back, and I can only look back on it with fond memories, and wait for the next one. The anticipation of the moment is long, the actual moment is very, very short, and looking back on the moment is for a lifetime.