There Is No Time Like The Present
I don't believe in time. All things happen, that's it. I know that can be a hard pill to swallow but none-the-less, there it is1.
Getting caught up in a world of 'reality' is quite time consuming. There is always something to do, something to say and some one to say it to. Tick, tock goes the clock as time passes. Alice is quite speechless.
As we delve into the finer lifestyles of this and that eventually we all come up empty. It's true, there is no point even though the point is endlessly perpetuated into an existence that we seem to be unable to do without. The theatrics make it quite believable!
The treadmill keeps us going and going. It's hard to keep up and as we struggle with issues our attention becomes more focused. As attention turns into intention we follow the yellow brick road.
Forget the road.
Pave your own path into a future which defines you. After all, it's your expression.
Without clues where would we be? ↩