Midnight Flight 🛫

 Spring Forward.


    How do you know when it’s time to pack your bags and go? How can you know when you’ve worn out your welcome, and the time to leave has arrived? How can you feel it, deep inside your soul, when the future is calling- not knowing what awaits outside of the door?


    Progress is inevitable. The clock keeps ticking life away, regardless of if you’re paying attention or not. The sands wait for no man. 


    Why should they? Why should life revolve solely around you? The world doesn’t owe you anything. It doesn’t bend at the mercy of your own will. The truth is- You’re irrelevant. Another name on a long, long list of billions who have came before, and who will come next. A never-ending story of humanity, constantly pushing forward chasing something we cannot quite grasp.


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    Every man wishes to play God, to a certain degree. To sit here, and say that I have never thought of it, would be a lie. I’ve spent countless hours, trying to understand how I could become in control of everything. How I could build, create, layer, and scheme, until the entire Universe lay in the palm of my hand. Hours and hours of thinking, all trying to achieve something I know will never be mine to have.


    Even if man could play God- why should he want to? What joy, what purpose, can arise from being in control of everything? Isn’t half the fun in life, not knowing what tomorrow may bring? Isn’t waking up, unsure of where you’ll lay your head, worth the journey? I would rather not know my future, than to ever control it in my hands.


    Ego is a driving factor, in the desire to play God. I can admit it, openly. The desire to be the one, pulling the triggers, calling the shots, over and over again. To have everything in the Universe in the palm of your hand. The Ego would do anything to feel it. To feel the pulse of humanity, as the blood pumps through its veins. To control every single aspect, bending it until only your will is left to gain.


    I’d never want that kind of power. I’d never want that responsibility. How can one truly wish to know everything, and still play a part in the game? The results would be horrendous. Like watching a movie, where you already know how it ends. Sure, there’s joy in observing the details- but can you truly say you’re satisfied with the game?


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    Not knowing what the future holds should be the most exciting aspect of being alive. Unaware of what tomorrow will bring, should keep you moving as quick as you can. The rush and thrill of what another day may bring, beating through your chest. The adrenaline rush of tomorrow, knowing that everything in your life can change for good.


    Maybe thats what’s missing in society. Maybe that rush of the unknown, is what is slowing chipping away at our souls. Men used to hop on wooden boats and voyage into the unknown corners of the world. They would live on ships, with no promise of what tomorrow could bring. Now, all they look forward to is repeating the same-old, same-old.


    I swear there’s something wrong with that. I swear that the sickness we feel, as a society, has to do with the lack of excitement we hold. Everybody, always looking ahead in life. Looking ahead to the weekend. Looking ahead to vacation. Looking ahead to retirement. There’s no more excitement in life. No more wonder for what can be.


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    Maybe that’s the answer to my question in the first place. Maybe, once the excitement of tomorrow has gone, that should be the perfect time to leave. Why live a life where everything is scheduled? Why live a life where your week, month and year are already pre-programmed to a T. Why get out of bed and tackle the day ahead of you, when you know what it will likely bring?



    I think it’s time to pack my bags again. I think it’s time to finally let go, and say goodbye to my settings. 



I look forward to waking up,

no longer knowing what tomorrow will bring.

Location: Montreal, QC, Canada

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