I can easily agree that the remnants of the past can be powerfully uplifting—even captivating and sometimes alluring. Reflections of all of the pleasant aspects at once triggers neurochemical signaling pathways of dopamine and oxytocin or otherwise, but the enjoyment of skipping over the rough patches, downturns and troublesome areas of our pasts can become nourishing for us to relive and create a hyper vigilant form of TIVO, in a way, with all of the proper coloring and positioning and angles and duration, and even audio correction controls. The events are amplified to a level of perfection that we cannot hesitate to argue against. But then the question arises in me of well? Then why am I here? Right now. How did I make it through all of the “bad/difficult” times (and I use quotations specifically to shine the light on relativity, please pardon as I do use them often to each and every reader’s perspective of what these terms mean individually, respectfully.) But why not be more present in the moment? If the power is in this NOW frequency? Why choose to avoid it? Why chop the legs from underneath my own self-discovery and individualism? Could it be that I am being conditioned, or programmed into escaping the present moment for the sake of conformity? The moment has already passed by and a new one has unfolded, and so I wonder often: how present am I being to them? The moments are not “thrilling” to me, per say, or of much “significance” for anyone else but me to participate in. Do I really NEED for anyone else to gravitate to an image of me brushing my teeth or of facilitating my broad-struck overview of connecting dots and interfering with incongruent pathways that history has only been capable of defining for me in historical analysis and rhetoric material? I’m certain to offer a resounding, “NO,” that this is not significant to capture for anyone else’s viewing. I want to capture captivating and value-driven images and videos—much more for my “folower’s” benefit. Not for the sake of my own, right? Isn’t that the purpose? But then! There is the significance of the “word” alone. Both of written, spoken, and unspoken tendencies. That my ups and downs of life exist specifically for my own benefit and curating, or, deriving and extrapolating meaning from. I think that they have been quite unique and altogether worthwhile and have has the impact of shaping me as who I know myself to be. The visible spectrum is only a small, and insignificant portion of reality in its totality of experiencing. And fulfillment is a much easier feeling to generate for one’s self then most would likely feel inclined to admit.  But that occurs for one through choice—and one of which—at a certain point of clarity in their respective lifetimes is capable of being made with certainty. “Ignorance is bliss,” some might say, but ultimately, it is this ignorance that shapes the dissociative context found in current, everyday society, and in my opinion. But due to a perhaps limited quantity of sensorily-significant material surrounding an individual, they might not justify their existence as being significant on a moment-by-moment basis. Hence? The propensity for this discussion to lead toward the prominent appearance of sensorily-related asphyxiations and tendencies, as this is the easiest for an individual to readily comprehend. THIS IS THE CONFLUENCE where intention, attention and interest all meet together. Interestingly enough, our memories can hear for us seemingly “out of the blue” and sometimes thought to have been unprovoked. Yet, more often than not, it is this hedging of our experiences and lifetimes culminating into an array of conformist culture clearly grasping for fulfillment through such social media norms. The triggering complex of the often overlooked subconscious mind is alarming, but again, unnoticed. It is as if the entire world of social media has claimed their wanting to be known—or, discovered. Uncovered, and revealed as being worthwhile and complete. The significance-factor of each oncoming moment—each POWERFUL opportunity of this NOW, present miraculousness, disappears—and an individual continues forward in seeking that gratifying feeling of being revealed. 

The pleasure inducing physical senses are powerful. Certainly? If the great poetic literature of TommyBottoms can get quoted here by saying, “the only thing in life that comes easy is ejaculation…” The sense are always present for us to become aware of. And it, for some people, does not take much to stimulate, however, from what I can garner in my experience, most people remain unaware of them—until…until they are essential to hone into and amplify. When it is 60-80% of the sensory information coming into a respective body (fact check that one), there is also the sense of touch, and auditory, and taste and smell. But in any event—they are a totality—a culmination of experience to deliberate upon and available for  each individual (respectively, of course) to focus in on at each and every moment of the miracle of life. Coming from an individual who is actively seeking full-recovery from a completely evident stake-in-the-ground of the physical experience of existence, I find it more of a challenge to apprehend and accept each moment-by-moment situation as being more fully conscious and conscientious of the significance aspect that has been bonafide-gifted in my direction. For all of the progress I have made along in my journey? For all of the trials and tribulations of discovering that WHO I am and continue to become is a more worthwhile advent for me to explore and experience versus the time where I sought intensely the fulfillment from notoriety and acclaim via my attempts to “make it” in the realm of show-business as an actor, musician, model, writer, and so forth…I see that now as more of a sad proving of my own significance and justification for existence. At a time? More challenging than ever was it to face another moment of existence; of being outside with others; of showcasing my physical ineptitude—it wasn’t “pretty,” and certainly was I ashamed and embarrassed to an extent for all of the wrong choices I had made in my life and the belittlement I had incurred, but to overcome all of those twisted and sickened feelings of a sense of worthlessness? I had to ascend and cling-fast to the belief in my being and the significance of existence here altogether. Part of me was clinging tightly to a future-shape of self—but ultimately, for me—it was an awakening and the discovery of that simple fact I have been attempting to disclose all along—that it had already manifested itself in the present moment! The moment of NOW finally arrived in all of its fullness and majesty. I had done it! I was already there! And I am THERE, which is HERE, right now! 

For anyone out there who is still struggling to grasp the intensity and power of the moment of NOW? Here are some suggestions in as far as what I actually did: I will make a list for my readership, and although perhaps being extreme in the sense of it being quite intangible, immaterial and explicitly imaginary at best? This is what I would advise.

1. Leave your past behind. I know it seems unruly and crude, but the faster it is handled? The more an individual can allow for themselves. (here is where the aggressive groaning and moaning of leaving social media platforms comes in…I am doing this as I post this. You are a new person—come discover what the world will provide you with once this is accomplished! That “once-was” version is who you now are not. It is your stake in the ground and preventing you from being in the present fullness of who you actually are. That is how they keep you from being your fullest elevated self. Celebrate your divinity.)

2. Jot down a list of all that you want in life. To be—to do—to have—anything! This IS a list that you will often have to come back to—as hypocritical as it may seem? Orientation of who you are and what you value most in this lifetime is essential for clear and clean sailing of your vessel.

3. Curate the “ducks” in order of which you feel is most significant for your world. 

4. As humans we do like to think of ourselves as “having time” to accomplish these desires. But the truth is? We CREATE the time to do anything. Nobody has time—at least—in the sense of the end-all-be-all? Nobody really knows when their time has come. Fading in and out of time due to slight discrepancies of it not being “perfect” or precisely the way we want it? Is a trade-off that degenerates our interpretation of the significance of each and every new moment. 

I hope this provides you with some monstrous value. Please do try to keep in mind the energy, focus, and deliberate transfer of life-force I have attempted to offer throughout the expansiveness of this article and consider donating as generously as possible, and in like-mind HERE. Stay strong, stay brilliant, keep steady.

-Hart