We view life as a loaf of sliced bread where each slice represents a time frame.

As we move from left to right, time moves forward, like an arrow piercing through the slices.

We also view life as a set of goals awaiting us in the future, the right side of the loaf.

Till we reach that slice, the goal is not met — we are work under process. Once there, we get better.

In reality,

The loaf is one piece – we choose to make the slices thinner, thicker or treat the loaf as single slice.

And each slice has the same composition. Time does not make the slices better.

We can choose to acquire something new and top up the life slices with peanut butter, marmalade, or ketchup.

But you cannot become something in future which was not there in the past. All the slices continue to have the same flour.

You discover and emerge into what pre-exists in you.

You acquire what is not part of you.

When the bread is forgotten and the topping becomes the goal,

Each slice mysteriously becomes thinner and farther from each other.