“What’s your hurry?” you ask. “I’ve come to this website before and have actually waded through your ramblings—some of which I find quite intriguing—even when they take me away from perusing web stories about astronomers and starlets. Go ahead. I’m already here on my lunch hour.”
“Well, I was thinking of now. Actually, of NOW. Every day I see tweets telling me carpe diem in some form. Then I have to stop thinking about getting and doing. I have to think about being. I have to live in the present—whatever that means. So, I recall Wittgenstein, who says, ‘If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration, but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present.’ That’s similar to Paul Tillich’s Eternal Now. The past is gone, and the future is yet to be. Now is now. And it’s always now. Hey, does that mean there’s no choice in choosing ‘to live in the here and now’?
“Regret and pride vie for control of the past. Anxiety and eagerness vie for control of the future. Can you think of any competition vying for control of the NOW?”