I may have said it all, but there is still more to say.
Nothing changes and nothing stays the same. This is a universal truth. It's all there for us, everything so it's always the same, but at the same time in each moment we have the chance to pick again. To choose another outcome. And so even though all those choices were always there, from day to day, moment to moment we experience a freshness out of them because we have chosen them in a different way. Every day for example I look at this blog of mine. It's my homepage, so I see it every single time I open my web browser. Why then has it taken me two months to add to it? It's been here for me every day, been a choice I could make and yet for the last two months I've consciously chosen something else to do with my time each of those many times. All in all for a while I felt like the basic things I needed to say to the world were spoken. That nothing else need be said. If that were true though, what would be the point for living one more moment? Truly if I had...