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Only with Guide by Now, Sprinting after Deliberative Time Part1

Flat field open in front of us.
We each privately absorb oneself into own darkness so automatically filled with reminiscence and deep thinking.


But as soon as once we got an outcome outputted with thinking experiment individually, we each immediately switched our consciousness to make departure to each distinct destination now we are all having no idea, just keeping on going.


We slowly begin to walk to another destination once we’ve reached, from the beginning we have clear object this time, but precisely we don’t have any mind to schedule according to our hope, coz we have no idea what sort of mode time would keep going on from now on.
Thus, we don’t schedule so rigorously and won’t follow it so honestly.
Only playing by ear at each moment individually so discretionary.


We just want to sprint on flat field so arbitrarily, or to say, field’s flatness urges us to do so, promotes us to sprint passionately.


We all just make our consciousness focused on only now, consistently in no talk, just each discretionarily and according to necessary speed never so slow, but simultaneously anytime watching our own mind gazing at only now’s shifting.


We instantly know that our consciousness is driven to what only now as each moment makes in our own sprinting.


We always together synchronically but mutually being noticed to nobody in mind, just going on to another location and another direction, so straightforwardly but even each of us has distinct future, all different destination would be paralleled to each other even if we could never see to it.


Where will we find secured shelter for all?


Where will we get stably shared consensus so intimately?


How much weight will we shoulder from now on?


Will the day we could put down come to us?


Will that day’s us be able to understand mutually?


Flat field is anytime filled with so noisy onlookers, but they don’t think them onlookers by themselves, who think so are only us. We all individually are onlookers to somebody at any rate, onlookers to these onlookers who perhaps don’t see them never onlookers.
But truly what they think, how they feel to us is unseen to us.


Many hindrances will wait for us, but we just might evade each moment we face them all, as to so dangerously seen to us out of the blue, its thing might have been almost successful but what will happen after doing so is seen to nobody so far.


How will we discover mutual shared value in consensus together?


When will the date to complete it set to us?


But just we are anytime noticed only to each now
instantly offering everything so carefully at each moment.
(to be continued)


(Nov. 23, 24th. 2019)