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But will you?

30 Jun

I have been as guilty of it as anyone.

But much less so these days.  Now the shadows are lengthening.

Because there is but one life.  There is no heaven in which to smugly contemplate relentless eternity. There is no hell to somehow face greater suffering. There are no seventy two virgins with legs spread wide. There is no reincarnation as a deer, or a fox, or someone somehow better.

There is only now.

The years which seemed to stretch out endlessly when we are soft and still to be moulded, constantly gather momentum. Like water rushing out of the basin. Like sand escaping the narrowing hourglass.  Life is so short. Time is so precious.

And yet we waste it.  We procrastinate.  We dither. We make excuses. We pretend to be something we are not rather than act upon who we are. We pretend we are looking for perfection as if it really exists. We fear to make mistakes and instead we do nothing.  We hold ourselves back, saving our hearts, bodies and souls for someday, some person, some event that may never be. Our days pass by with nothing to mark them but the calendar. We always think that there is still tomorrow …

I know I will eventually end my days regretting the women, the times, the joys (and even the sorrows) I did not have far more than I will regret those I had*.

I once told Beauty that Life is not a Rehearsal.

She did not listen.

But will you?

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* I am certain this thought is stolen from elsewhere, so please do forgive the plagiarism

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Another unearthing from my archive. Always relevant.

Art by William Oxer

 
10 Comments

Posted by on June 30, 2021 in D/s, Lovers Past, Poetry, romance

 

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10 responses to “But will you?

  1. Array

    June 30, 2021 at 3:36 pm

    To regret is to live, those that have no regrets have they truly lived and loved ?

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    • Romantic Dominant

      June 30, 2021 at 4:10 pm

      True. But when we do not live and love when we could – that is where the regret comes in. Smiles.

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  2. SCM

    June 30, 2021 at 3:40 pm

    Precious… Carpe Diem

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  3. astrosub

    June 30, 2021 at 5:30 pm

    Monsieur AFR, what a powerful entry for today. Thank you.

    It made me think of The Beatles’ song title, Tomorrow Never Knows. We only have the here and now to fulfill.

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  4. libbyhyett

    July 1, 2021 at 12:46 am

    I’ve got nothing to say. Someone seems to have waited for you for ten years and all you can do is repost something written ten years ago. Hold this thought, keep it to repost next decade.

    On Thu, 1 Jul. 2021, 1:24 am A Faded Romantic’s Notebook, wrote:

    > Romantic Dominant posted: ” I have been as guilty of it as anyone. But > much less so these days. Now the shadows are lengthening. Because there is > but one life. There is no heaven in which to smugly contemplate relentless > eternity. There is no hell to somehow face greater suffe” >

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  5. Allison Marie Conway

    July 1, 2021 at 10:49 am

    Reading this, taking it in slowly, something quiets inside. I sit with it and let it speak to me. I’m so grateful, thank you.

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  6. thereluctantpoet

    July 1, 2021 at 1:27 pm

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person

     

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