Everything seems to be changing so fast these days and perhaps some of this sensation is coming from some semblances of truths.
With the blink of an eye now being measurable down to the number of nanoseconds between blinks and the Pluto Planetary Status Debate dwarfed in the shadows of the most current universally-driven debate dealing with the odds of something from outside of this atmosphere coming in (since Earth must still be recorded as round [no proof otherwise yet] and Pluto no longer measuring up to established criteria as a planet in our solar system), could it really be that with the flip of a calendar date, we somehow were given another chance to scream out “It’s over! Do you hear me? It’s over!” and not be looked up as crazy for injecting such conclusion to such a subjective statement at best.
But that’s exactly what so many of us at least brush past in contemplation, whether its promising to never promise again on that date again (an ending) or the converse of setting in mental stone a promise that is not to be broken no matter what the cost (a beginning). Either way, it is but a percentage of the population that has a calendar that designates such a date to be reflective of a new year, and I for one have typically practiced New Year’s protocols on my birthday, assuming my sense of logic can still stand on the idea that a true new year is first be recorded one year to the moment of birth and then every subsequent year after that. Once that’s been established, then all of these other New Year’s get thrown into the mix…and yes, this blog has a new look on New Year’s Day!
I think the proper term would be “paradox” when it comes to how I tend to view these seemingly opposite concepts. With a start and a finish, then you have a clear beginning and an ending, but even at the end of a race, immediately it is the beginning of yet another part of the future making its way into the present so that it can be shuffled into the past…
Beginnings and endings (unlike starts and finishes) sends me a message that they are symbiotic in that it is a perpetual state of both or none. The transference of labels can certainly be quibbled in all directions, but keeping them both in a constant state of existence seems to capture the essence of our right to choose at least some of what we want to label as an ending or a beginning while adapting and adjusting to the beginnings and endings we ultimately have no direct and measurable influence over.
It remains quite an eye-opening experience to have lived through so many years of sometimes large quantities fiction being converted to fact and previously relevant facts being relegted to recorded fiction and these experiences will continue on whether I choose to continue to so commonly celebrate a moment in time as a clear beginning while clearly closing the book on what just happened over the days and months that just recently passed until the time period constitutes the period of a year.
Thanks to everyone who has supported my Internet entertainment efforts over the years and here’s to another new beginning that is already long gone…
May there become a peace-filled 2010 for one and all who seek it!
Valerie
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