A strange thing, time. It’s our way of explaining things, of looking at the past and the future. It connects us and disconnects us.
The concept of time varies by culture.
We don’t think enough about something that has such control over the way we deal with our lives – and how ‘time’ varies with people we interact with in a global community.
They say that time heals, but if time heals it’s by transporting us to somewhere else – sometime else – where things are different. It’s not time that changed, it’s our environment – internal and external – that changes, and we mark it in our own versions of time.
And if we remove time altogether, we flatten our lives into a summary of all the interactions we’ve had and how we’ve interacted with it.
The living call this death.
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