I AM History –

I was looking at Venus last night and thinking of all the millions of eyes doing the same, at the very same time. All of the eyes before and even of those yet so see. For some unknown reason a  Jeopardy questions popped into my head. Well, the category anyway: “Civil War History”

Seemed redundant. Of course it is history, it has past. Then if kinda freaked me out o realize that all we can ever actually know, is history. The first word and subsequently, every other word of this post are historical. I put that thought to bed, when I went to bed, where I read, like I have previously said.  Of course I did not sleep well. So, at some point the act of rolling over left me awake and thinking. The thought that came back to me was this:

I am living history. Every moment that I manage to have, that lead into another – makes me a bit of history. I am on some level a historian too. I document my moments along with giving some sort of analysis and commentary on them.  Now the pressure to be a bit more inclusive of the significance of the events at places in time, not just in my small personal space but in the space around that, the area, the location all the way up to the global issues of the moment, and time, of which I am documenting, during my moment and time, has fallen down upon me!

This thought led me to roll over and attempt to sleep some more. I have no idea what the effects my own moments are on me let alone how or who they will in turn effect. The comfort comes from with in me, for me alone, that, yes indeed, not only do I learn everything from, witness the making of,  but I also am, and create, history.

I should have paid more attention in school. A decision made in history!

Peace, Ant-Knee

PS: Coffee, must go the way of the ice cream. Holy Shmolie I am zoomin’!