Time Plays Tricks

I found this old post and thought it needed resurrecting... Time plays tricks and I feel like the future becomes the stepchild to excuses and the perfect defense to the weak. If you don't enjoy the present you can just claim sanctuary in the cathedral of future. If decisions need to be ignored put them on the slow train to tomorrow. If feelings need to be spared invite your fear of confrontation to sign the peace treaty of an emotionless and undefined time to be announced. Ride the fence and make plans for a future that you know might never happen. Give it enough accumulations of days and a thing that is nothing might become something. Give false hope in the abused form of future, it even enjoys the dysfunctional affection of being lied to. Time plays tricks and I feel like we claim too much responsibility for things we can't change. The moments that were weak are gone. The moments that beg you to raise them from the grave should be comfortably enjoying their resting place not shouting for new life. The love's that seemed so real are better known as missed opportunities now. It's even too late for the words not said, the thoughts not acted upon, and the decisions not made. It's even time to release the over-celebrated successes and stop reliving the moments when everything was perfect; perfection is something to be strived for and it's certainly not found in the past. Time plays tricks and now is the time to liberate mind, soul, and body with simple applications. First, be honest about intention. Don't play along with the tricks of time and utilize the comfort of allowing the future to be what it may. Second, don't allow the voice of time passed to cloud the truth of reality lived in the present; whether good or bad. Third, if you must reference future, do so with the brutal understanding that it doesn't belong to you.