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the arrow of time as it cleaves the air in flight from one place to another has little meaning.|
meaning is found in the steady frame of reference that a person builds for himself as he experiences the multitude of changes in everyday life.
imagine a picture frame that forms a blank canvas - what will you paint on it today that makes it an enduring creation born of the skills you have been endowed with or acquired through hard work? what are the sparkles of wisdom, the gems of feelings, the colours of observation that you with your own steady eyes and hand will adorn this canvas of your life.
the role of time here is to bring about changes everyday that either bewitch or frustrate.
for every ounce of change that weakens or lifts the inner spirit of man, his frame of reference will provide a steady signpost to wrap his principles and actions around.
the frame of reference helps him to freeze changes in his mind, then helps him gain wisdom to do the right things in life, no matter how bland they may appear to be.
at that moment when he realises this, he stops time.
looking at a situation or a person, hearing and reacting to what someone has said, desiring or repelling something, feeling feelings rise and ebb, cornering one's mind by one transient focus after another in the kaleidoscope of life's brittle attractions and frustrations, and a thousand other recipes of life - indeed hold each of these within your own frame of reference, that small rectangle in your mind, and maybe, just maybe, something good will emerge to guide each of us for the rest of our lives.
markwu. somewhere in Shanghai....