I realized why we can't live in the past. Because you can't create in the past. You can't create in the future, either. Now is the only time in which you can create anything. The past can't help you squeeze every drop of joy from the present, and this moment will never come again. I know that sounds deep, but I just wrote down the chilling truth as it presented itself to me in all its terrifying obviousness.
Q: But aren't memories meant to be cherished? (I asked, in my own conversation with god) Aren't they important?
A: Yes. You create in the present from that which the past caused you to become.
Q: Oh. Can that be stated more clearly?
A: One is in continuous creation, and you have to have come from somewhere. You came from where you just were (the past) to continually create. You're creating even if you stop to sleep for a few decades, or you're "dead." You still want things even if you're sleeping (or "dead"), and wanting it is pretty much creating it.
Wow. I heard it first on my own blog.
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In other news, I can't believe how much our customers loved their doc center. I'm overwhelmed. Due literally to popular demand (demands of which I was literally informed by the Human Resources Department, a conversation in which yes, names were mentioned), the firm is having a lunch for us on Friday, 11/11/11, for which all outsourcees will be working a day shift to attend, which is good because we were worried the evening shift guy wouldn't be there in time for us to all go to the bar downstairs together for drinks and closure.
Oh, and something funny happened. While G was talking to me (we do a lot of that lately, as there is less and less work to do) he spontaneously bled from his nose. It took him around 20 minutes to clean up his chair and floor of what he called the "evidence." I told him I thought it was brilliant of him to literally leave his blood here. We both LOLed.
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