No Future

When you think really deeply, there is nothing like future. Of course, if you discount Future Fambo, and Future the rapper. But today, I am incapable of thinking really deeply. I’ll offer a superficial analysis of my hypothesis on why there is nothing like future.

It dawned on me, and I am quite astounded, that I am really old. Somewhere along the highway of sweet twenties, I got waylaid by some aliens who convinced me that growing up stopped at 20+x years. It could be a nice way to live if you had oil wells pumping under your armpits. The stench would be bearable to the fairer gender.

20+x years imprints a fatalistic here-and-now mentality. At this age, the future does not exist. There is nothing like a month from now. A year from now? We’ll be probably dead after consuming mercury-laced sugar if not OD.

After Y years have elapsed, the bubble might burst suddenly or gradually. It can be sudden when you go back to the village and that small boy who used to ask you stupid questions as young children are wont, is married with two children. And the wife is probably hot, too, if round off motherhood to the nearest 18 years.

And the little champ has built a house!! It might not be that grand per say, but it is his house. He can wake up and demolish it and no one would give him shit. We would think he is mad though even if it is his own house, built with his own money. And he probably has an old rickety motorbike that would give you tetanus or marasmus – whichever comes first. But damn it! It’s his motorbike, bought with is own sweat and blood.

And then there is you, stuck at 20+x years with a bunch of diplomas and degrees, and a whacky philosophy about life and everything that makes it throb. Whacky here means contrary to popular belief, that is, politics, social, and financial. And religion.

Back to future. It only exists because you decide not to live now. For instance, you could make a little money and decide to postpone spending it now. You willfully deny yourself pleasure to spend it at a later now, which if think closely, will still be now. You will never be alive in a future, you are only alive now, at this present, and one breath, one heartbeat, and one second at a time.

But then if you think like this, you will stagnate and turn murky and greenish like stagnant water.