The mind's eye watches as failure repeats itself. And even if it's a success we are doomed repeating every step. World's a stage, a curved ball bouncing and re-bouncing as the mocking time let us play our anthropocentric vanity.
Time is the measurement of rotting.
Time is the measurement of nothing.
Time is the measurement of love
ReplyDeleteTime is WHAT? You crazy bro/sis?
DeleteLove is a state of mind driving you like a junkie, it completely alters perception of things starting with "time". You can say that "Love is the misunderstanding of time".
But yeah, it is kinda romantic to think that time is something like a convention to direct the only powerful instinctual thing that has been allowed to us humans, namely love.