We all have a time and a place, this much is for certain. Maybe, this is the only certainty, only the now, our now, is for certain. For all of us, time and place are like the weather, ever changing from the norm of shared expectations. We desperately clutch these shared norms as a sailor clutches the mast of a sinking ship. These shared norms give us a fleeting feeling of longevity. Shared norms such as friends, family, religion, money, property, social status, politics or any other devised legacy. The idea of God can be another dead end legacy or God can be an adventure.
When our clock
ticks down to practically nothing, some of us wonder about our place among the
many. What does it all mean? We humans have been asking that question for millions of years. Our lives have to mean something, if so what? Do you have any clues?
G. Goslaw
Landers, Ca.
