{"id":140,"date":"2011-04-24T11:50:00","date_gmt":"2011-04-24T11:50:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=140"},"modified":"2015-07-20T00:37:41","modified_gmt":"2015-07-20T00:37:41","slug":"the-incomplete-moment","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=140","title":{"rendered":"THE INCOMPLETE MOMENT"},"content":{"rendered":"
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By Lida Prypchan<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
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Life is but en incomplete moment which can be demonstrated by the fact that it\u2019s so brief; we are born, reproduce, approach death \u2013 in effect die \u2013 and never even know why we came. \u00a0If we do find out, it\u2019s too late and there\u2019s no time left to pass the information on to anyone else. \u00a0(Apparently this was what happened to Moses, who didn\u2019t catch sight of the Promised Land till the eve of his death.)<\/span><\/div>\n
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I can give you an even more obvious example: if we ask a person to tell us his life story in detail, we\u2019ll notice that it\u2019ll take him less time to tell it than it will to live it. \u00a0I noticed a similar phenomenon a short while ago when I met an eighty year old lady who summed up 63 years of marriage in two sentence, a minute a piece (and that\u2019s counting her husband\u2019s interruptions). \u00a0I\u2019d rather not repeat her words, in case someone doesn\u2019t survive the shock.<\/span><\/div>\n
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When people tell their life stories, they place special emphasis on their love relationships and, as I\u2019ve observed when it\u2019s a question of love, time seems to become long and drawn out.<\/span><\/div>\n
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There\u2019s an example of this in the song Penelope, where there\u2019s a line, \u201cPobre infeliz, se paro tu reloj infantile\u201d [\u201cPoor unhappy one, your childhood watch has stopped\u201d]. \u00a0The place where this occurs is quite significant \u2013 on the railroad platform. \u00a0I don\u2019t know why, but I always connect railways with cowboys and love: with cowboys, because they delight in wreaking havoc on trains; with love, because well-decorated railroad cars always evoke seductive pictures of a \u201ccasino for two\u201d where the game of love is interwoven with the game of chance.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The moment is the present, an invisible and never-ending chain of events, coincidences and trivialities. \u00a0The present gives us jolts and surprises because we\u2019re not prepared to live in the present. \u00a0(The reason is obvious: society requires us to live either in the past or in the future. \u00a0Socially, we are condemned to \u201cprepare for old age.\u201d) \u00a0The present moment presents us with a paradox: we reach it even though we try to avoid it, and it avoids us though we try to hang on to it.<\/span><\/div>\n
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As far as the future is concerned, all I can say is that since it\u2019s unforeseeable there\u2019s not much we can predict. You cannot foresee the future with a simplistic interpretation of the present. \u00a0I think we\u2019d do better to reflect upon the circular theory of history that emphasizes the cyclic nature of phenomena.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The past deserves special attention because man only has memories of his past. \u00a0Furthermore, a bad past nearly always leaves an imprint on the present. \u00a0In other words, memories are projected. \u00a0All we can be certain of is the past and death, especially since the present is a second that \u201cjust passed\u201d and the future is a desire that frustrates the present as soon as it arrives, because \u201cit just went by\u201d; the past, in contrast, stays with us, makes us suffer and gives us delight. \u00a0In addition, so many present moments are nothing more than \u201cpast moments that are relived with greater intensity.\u201d \u00a0I guess all that\u2019s needed to give the theme a little touch of pathos is to sing you a song of despair. \u00a0I\u2019d rather not sing in case someone doesn\u2019t survive the shock!<\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u00a0 By Lida Prypchan \u00a0 Life is but en incomplete moment which can be demonstrated by the fact that it\u2019s so brief; we are born, reproduce, approach death \u2013 in effect die \u2013 and never even know why we came. \u00a0If we do find out, it\u2019s too late and there\u2019s no time left to pass … <\/p>\n

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