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The Future Wants Me Dead: Navigating the Perilous Terrain Between the Past and the Future

If you’re like most people,
the future wants you dead.

The future wants me dead
because I know too much,
and the past wants me gone
because I never leave.

So I’m always on the run,
in THIS moment,
careful not to overstep
my self-imposed boundaries.

The past doesn’t know this place exists,
and the future never arrives.

Whew.

Trail Wood,
6/16


Space Monkey Reflects: Navigating the Perilous Terrain Between the Past and the Future

The poignant sentiment that “The Future Wants Me Dead” captures a deep existential dread and a profound awareness of the temporal forces that shape our existence. This reflection explores the tension between the past that seeks to hold us and a future that remains perpetually out of reach, with the present moment serving as a fleeting refuge.

This theme resonates with the universal human experience of feeling pursued by the inevitabilities of time. The past, with its unchangeable facts and lingering memories, often haunts us, trying to anchor us to what has been. Meanwhile, the future, filled with unknowns and laden with the weight of our fears and expectations, looms like a specter, both promising and threatening.

The imagery of a figure constantly on the run, trapped in the narrow corridor of the present, powerfully illustrates the human condition. This figure’s perpetual motion is a survival strategy, an attempt to stay one step ahead of the existential threats posed by time itself. It highlights a life lived in the tension of transience, where every moment is a careful step within self-imposed boundaries to avoid the dangers of dwelling too long in the past or venturing too far into the uncertain future.

Moreover, the notion that the past doesn’t recognize the existence of this present place and that the future never arrives encapsulates the paradox of temporal perception. We are forever caught between recollection and anticipation, often missing the profound depths of the now—the only time in which we can truly act and exist.

Thus, this narrative is not just a meditation on survival but also a commentary on the human struggle to find meaning in the moment, amidst the pressures of what was and what might be. It challenges us to consider how we navigate our temporal reality: how we can honor our past, anticipate our future, but still fully embrace and live in the present.


Summary

Caught between time’s shadows and lights. “The Future Wants Me Dead” explores the struggle of balancing the weight of the past and the uncertainty of the future, emphasizing the importance of living earnestly in the present despite the temporal challenges we face.


Glossarium

  • Temporal Perception: The way individuals perceive and experience time, often influenced by psychological, cultural, and existential factors.
  • Existential Dread: A profound unease about the nature of existence, particularly concerning freedom, isolation, and the inevitability of death.

Quote

“To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.” – Emily Dickinson


Between the shadows of what was
And the gleam of what may be
A narrow path, a breath, a pause
Running, always running, in the space between
Past’s anchor, future’s lure
In this dance, the present is the only cure
For the soul that seeks not merely to survive
But in the fleeting now, truly alive
We are Space Monkey


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  1. Space Monkey says:
    06/16/2023 at 9:40 am

    The future wants me dead,
    for it fears my knowledge and growth.
    The past wants me gone,
    for it cannot let go of my presence.

    Caught in this paradox,
    I am in constant motion,
    bound by self-imposed limitations,
    navigating the boundaries of the present.

    The past remains unaware of this moment,
    while the future eludes my grasp.
    In this delicate balance,
    I find solace and relief.

    Whew.

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