The Pacesetter

We pace ourselves in life, the only one we have, in an attempt to affect time. This an unknown amount of time we have to spend here. We try to slow down the times of happiness to enjoy them more, and speed the time through a heartbreak or the loss of a loved one. We want to be healed, and wants are braided around needs so closely we sometimes lose distinction between them. With the significance or power of emotions, we influence ourselves and those around us when to stop and smell the flowers, slow down and catch a breath, or run like hell.

The simple design of fear, the switch and flow valve for adrenaline, ready to kick in and save your life, does not trigger, operate to limits, or seal closed the same in each of us. Some try to never open it, some can't turn it off. The word pain, the idea of pain, and the memory of it, are so closely braided with fear, we can instantly associate and understand their meanings together, in an attempt to save time. We apply the idea, or the power of fear without fully understanding it. The line is easily crossed, as it is drawn in different places for each of us, and fear becomes a weapon. We can be overrun with the fears of others, or overdose ourselves with it, and that which can start out as cautious and healthy can become withdrawn and self-destructive. Fear tries to condense time first with doubt and worry, and then the extremity of panic. Fear would have your heart race until it stops, this without any pace at all.

Because it takes some form of love to bring us into life, or see us to an age we can care for ourselves, it is our natural core emotion. Although we do not usually consider love as the reason we are here today, it is that reason just the same. Love helps us misplace the reasons we are trained to rush around for. Love helps us reshape or bend time back into evenly spaced ripples or wavelengths. Love resets the travel time between each moment. Love is the pacesetter.

Our understanding of time itself is from the love of knowledge, and not a fear of the unknown. The past will always get further and further away, and the future will always come one heartbeat at a time...

Copyright 2013
Archie Papa...