We Are But A Spark In An Eternal Flame...

Consider how our lives are so insignificantly small with respect to the passing of time...

Our brief moment in the sun is like a spark engulfed in an eternal fire...
So many people have lived and died before us, and yet each one of them had loves, hopes, troubles, families, children and dreams that lived and died with them... all lost to time.

At times when I have visited a cemetery to pay respects to a deceased loved one, I can't help but gaze at the other grave markers and and wonder about all the thoughts and dreams that person represented, and which are now anonymous, forgotten and completely lost to the vortex of time.

Life is so short, so bittersweet in it's brief moments of joy with those special days filled with meaning that we want to forever remember, and yet cannot hold onto permanently.

I'm reminded of a scene from the movie Bladerunner, in which an artificial humanoid is about to expire, and confronts his "maker" who asks him what he wants: "More time" the android replies. And I like to make the comparison to how we may feel towards our own Creator, whom we would certainly also beg for "more time"... It just doesn't seem fair!

Here's a quote from the final scene in "Blade Runner" that I thought was quite moving, even though spoken by an artificial humanoid about to expire:

"I've seen things you couldn't imagine... (and yet) All these moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain..."

Every day is a gift, and each moment of every day may possess one of those golden moments that we may treasure up inside for the rest of our lives. Let us all be acutely aware and embrace those moments when they occur, more than life itself...