Those who boast that they live without regrets are liars.

What’s in a failed expectation? Is it more personal, or is it more observed or inflicted? These thoughts are what drives forward the inevitable response- idle. Idle thoughts. Stagnant. Time continues to pass regardless of  consequence. Time passes and with each second it drags on, it takes a fraction of life with it. A grain of vigor, slowly it takes them one by one, millisecond by millisecond until there is aught but dust.

Time appears to have come with a goal. Or an expectation. One who is short on time desires more and vice-versa. It is something that visits everyone, takes from everyone. Living in the moment is an insult to those who live truthfully. To exist in a moment is better, far better. Imagine existing in the moment. Imagine the power of living in one place at one time: sentience, physicality, and faith, all aligned in one spot. Aligned and ready to exist.

Expectations are forced upon the living and the dead from the day air rushes into our lungs for the first time, and then after the final breath struggles free and beyond. There is no time because we measure it.

As life progresses, one often accumulates problems and baggage. It is expected for the well to become sick. It is expected for the sick to die. It is expected for the dying to live. The phrase, the word, the concept; it’s the expectation that ruins everything.

There will never be a way to make another person satisfied with personal progress not tied to their own. There will always be a lingering feeling of repair and dissonance. And as this distance is confirmed with fear and suspicion, the motive may be different, but the damage has been done. Accomplishment is no longer lauded among humans. It is envied and demeaned. Failure is never seen as a learning experience. It as seen as the worst possible thing one can ever suffer. Accomplishment no longer paints with a broad brush. Rather, a system of “modern” accomplishment is inflicted, forcing others to adhere to what is generally accepted as “progressive.”

Singular people must gauge their progress based on what is accepted. A personal struggle means nothing. It is overlooked because overcoming such a challenge is often not tangibly lucrative. If one is not making money through work or personal progress, one is failing as far as this planet is concerned. Expectations. They are unrealistic. The only thing that can be expected in this life often comes too quickly to be avoided. There are no. Real. Expectations in this world except for the ones that we invent to guide ourselves.