Man lives in hope- my tomorrow will be better than my today; better than my past. The maladies and dissatisfactions of the past would be but a distant, distasteful memory- come tomorrow.
Hope makes us go round- round and round, round and round and round and round and so on till the time we start to loose the distinction between our yesterday and our today; our today and our tomorrow.
Hope is a unique concept- unique to the homosapiens. And so is the notion of time- past, present and the future. Animals and plants don't have any notions of time other than an auto-suggestive impulse that signals to them the time of the year when they should start procreating. Devoid of a sense of time and a sense of hope, animals and plants spend their time on this planet doing the only things they are wired to do: look for food, eat it and procreate.
It has to be said then that to be a man is to be above this notion of timelessness and hopelessness. To be human is to be hopeful within the context of time and space....
To be continued
Hope makes us go round- round and round, round and round and round and round and so on till the time we start to loose the distinction between our yesterday and our today; our today and our tomorrow.
Hope is a unique concept- unique to the homosapiens. And so is the notion of time- past, present and the future. Animals and plants don't have any notions of time other than an auto-suggestive impulse that signals to them the time of the year when they should start procreating. Devoid of a sense of time and a sense of hope, animals and plants spend their time on this planet doing the only things they are wired to do: look for food, eat it and procreate.
It has to be said then that to be a man is to be above this notion of timelessness and hopelessness. To be human is to be hopeful within the context of time and space....
To be continued
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