Sunday, January 3, 2016


As a kid
I thought time
Was a scary old monster
Only working to countdown moments
Till an end
An end to something
An end to everything

As a grown up kid
I still think time
Is a countdown to an end
But it's also a countup from a beginning
It's a testimonial to thousands of moments
Billions of experiences
All tied as one
And yet separated by events
Eons, generations, and timelessness

I'm curious how time will change
And how I will change because of it
It's funny how time is eternal
And ephemeral all at once
And this time is all we have, all we get
To be, to verb every verb
Before our clock stops
In a universe of clocks


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