Minute - Variations on emotional time

Reflecting on the time around us, time that pass or remains with us. Everyone perceive expansions of instants at certain times in life, someone more often, someone less. But it is something that affects each one of us. In those moments when a instant  maybe an eternity that we are fully present and we are there, in everything and for everything. If life is a possibility, then, we should make every  moment precious, alive and from which weed out all the sap that has by its nature. All the minutes, which are  one divine moment, always present, always the "Now", are the mirror of a pure emotion, indistinct, that we live in life, but perhaps not quite as we should or we could. Sucked by other artificial world created by people, we forget that the moment is sacred and is sacred always. The potential of a moment is always the same and is almost infinite. Living in duration, in his vertigo where physics does not count and the time is not a straight line but it is a point. What are we doing in life? And why? The echo of what we do resonates only at that point that Bergson called Duration, otherwise it is entirely conventional, mechanical, cold, formal and useless. Minutes are duration.  Time of conscience. Only ever one duration and could not be otherwise. Then comes an analysis of the self-consciousness within our living space. How many times we say our true opinion in our lives or how another inertial energy move events independently of us. The minutes are there to remember those moments that we all have where emotions and feelings are nothing more than rhyme, single core of the black hole that we don’t see or don’t want to see, but that gives color to life. Let us sucked completely from the present, fall into the abyss of life and realize that is not important the "then" but only Now.

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