Cosmic time has no clock but only transmutation of negative experiences and energy. Something you can never get back, is time. A person that spends their whole life in a mental prison, loses the reality of time. You will not actually escape that prison, until you dig deep and figure out why it is happening. Trauma at a young age can cause mental…
Can I call you that? I know it’s an image of yourself that you’re familiar with but it feels weird for me to use. I haven’t heard anyone refer to you in that way since Charlotte the spider sang to Wilbur in the movie Charlotte’s Web. On VHS, might I add, so you get a better idea of my age.
As I anxiously scrambled into the studio, I hurried to the back. I dropped my belongings in the corner gracefully as I greeted the folks I knew in the room. I signed the little attendance sheet and began to survey the room. Of course my eyes landed on you, such a beautiful being.
For that moment, I was fully captivated by your essence. But…
Imagine this; you are driving your car; I seem to do that a lot lately, going back and forth between college and home. Except for this time, you are not alone. Your sister is with you, your dad, maybe a boyfriend or a best friend; whoever makes you happy. It is not the endless pain of driving away by yourself. Hours are longer. Minutes…
When I think about you a few things come to mind. Beginning with who created you this concept of “time”? This algorithm of man made numbers that bind us to an endless cycle beginning and ending when the sky changes hues, in which a vast number of people devote their lives to. You are vain and are unaware of…
I work at a “little old lady” hair salon. My clients, who I lovingly call my “gals,” arrive week after week, hobbling with walkers and canes, for their appointments of washing, blow drying, or setting their hair in rollers. The more I listen to my gals, their stories, their troubles, their favorite memories, I realized one detail: They were no…
“To Time
Hello time,
Haven’t heard from you for a long time.
How are you spending your time,
Without me coming along for a run of time?
I miss your light, bright laugh as you fly by
Your transience makes you all the more precious.
Don’t abandon my side and leave me lonely.
Alone to face your swiftly moving wondrous
Glory that eases…
Time,
My dear old adversary, forgive me if I speak candidly about our relationship. If I don’t tell you these things now I may fail to do so in my future. I do not want to hold a grudge forever.
Where do I begin? Do I begin with your betrayal? Do I show my collection of hash marks? One for every time you let me down. Do I shout at you with rage? S…