Historical

The term “historical” is really odd. I was thinking – absolutely everything any single person, or any group of people, or anything, for that matter, does, can be deemed “historical.” We are each making history everyday. From the most seemingly insignificant act or gesture, we are extending our personal stories, values, beliefs, attitudes, perspectives, and selves into the Universe. We shape each next moment in time and in life by the actions and decisions we practice and put into play in the second preceding the last; we are the artists of our own histories and destinies. Where we have each come from is the product of self-motivated measures; our futures are the babies of the lessons we have or haven’t learnt, and the places of which we dream of going. We are all historians, painting a picture of our pasts and hypothesizing where the crazy reality of life is going to hurl us next. The ultimate collection of history, then, can’t be found in any library, museum, encyclopedia, or body of scholarly research. The greatest collection of human history is in fact, a living, breathing, ever-changing, and never-stagnant compendium of the human experience as lived and determined by each individual on this planet. We are together, epically historical.