Illusion of Words

Life the Train Ride

It sounds like a cartoon show. Perhaps life is almost like a cartoon, anyway. Didn’t Shakespeare say something to that effect (not cartoon)?

Anyway, I just wanted to expound a bit of life as a train. It’s probably been expounded by others countless times, but I need to get this out of my system. Ok. So life is like a train. John Mayer sings about stopping the train. Jack Johnson sings about wanting the train to breakdown. So as you can see, trains as a metaphor for life’s journey is quite common.

Now, on the train, assuming you’re the passenger, you’ve got three options to occupy your time. That’s if you don’t have any crossword puzzles or Nintendo DSes with you. Or any other modern or ancient form of anti-boredom material.
Option #1: Admire the scenery.
Option #2: Reminisce about the past beautiful scenery. Or analyze the ugly scenery of the past.
Option #3: Plan your course, i.e. which track you’re going to take.

It is obvious that too much of each option can be quite fatal. And it’s probably quite obvious to you about where I’m heading on this. Anyway, the best thing to do will be to put more time on the present (Option #1), and divide the rest of the time between the last two options.

Too much of #1 and you may end up on the wrong tracks. Too much of #2 and you’d just end up reminiscing about the scenery you should have seen in the past when you were reminiscing about the further past. Too much of #3, and you’d have missed all the beautiful scenery and be rushing head along towards the end of the track.

So admire the scenery. Compare the past scenery with the present and analyze them (or maybe it’s just me who does that). Plan your course, but be ready for sudden surprises. For who knows? the track may suddenly veer off, or it may come to a abrupt halt when God says, “Time’s up!”

Coming into this new land, it’s admirable scenery. And the past, I can’t dwell on it. The train moves along the tracks and if I spend too much time thinking about home, I’d miss the scenery of the present. Some people think I’m cold and heartless. But truth is, I feel that it’s perfectly rational.

The allegory and explanation was probably kind of lame, but nevermind.

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