"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life"
Steve Jobs
Time can be flexible, either stretching extensively like elastic or hanging suspended in eternity. It can be swept away in an instant leaving the body cold or hover long enough for us to be lost within it. History reflects time as passages of recorded events. Theories in physics state that time is an illusion and yet it regulates the world.
There is fertile time in my creative mind or heavy time on my hands. Even my feet endeavor to keep time. My heart promised a time where love would abound. I no longer wish to be suspended in time, awaiting for humanity to be worldly kind. I yearn for time to fast forward putting an end to this disruptive time.
Right now I need to orchestrate productive use of my time. It has become a commodity, so it must be used in alignment with my hopes and dreams. As caretaker of my self, I need to sweep out fear and fill the emptied space with strength that love provides. There is only this moment before me, and it is truly, 'my' time.
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