Time
Time. I am short of Time. As usual. All my thought is bent on it, but it's just what i can't get. Every day is an eternal struggle with Time, and every day i lose, all over again. I am sick of it. Yet there is nothing i can do to stop it. Time is my nemesis. Undefeatable. Enduring. Dominating.Time is on nobody's side. Because nobody's on Time's side. Everyone's racing against Time, but somehow Time always seems to be winning. So many ways to describe Time, a flowing river sweeping all aside, sand slipping away from your very grasp, a wheel spinning a tale ancient and eternal, defeater of civilisations, rock breaker, king killer, wound healer, the Fourth Dimension, hours, minutes, seconds... The list goes on.
It is, perhaps, because of Time that my predicament exists. The limitation of Time forces a choice, one that i would rather not make. My actions, my thoughts, my decisions, all dictated by the tyranny of Time. Time is an everlasting resource that is in a constant state of shortage. It never stops for anyone or anything. It is one of the few things that can actually elude Man's endless need for subjugation. It is wild, free, untamed, yet unyielding to the demands of Man, hence Man is fascinated by Time. We have racked our brains on how to capture Time, how to manipulate it through technology, so that we may pass through it like a fabric right out of the Universe itself, or journey forwards and backwards like a Time machine. But for all our ingenuity, we can never understand the fact that Time is given, not taken. The allure of the unattainable is just too much of a temptation.
Life and Time are one. Without Time, Life cannot take place. And Time is defined only when there is Life. In essence, Time is a medium for Life. Every moment happens only because there is a passing of Time. It is a gift and a curse. It brings wonders like the Great Pyramids, and leaves us begging for more. But the more we want it, the more it disappears, until at last our need for it grows so great that it consumes us.
A wise man once said, "So do all who wish to see such times, but that is not for us to decide. All we can decide is what to do with the time that is given to us." Wise words. Time is given, not taken. We look for Time in all the wrong places, when all we actually need is just the Time spent looking for it. Time is fascinating. It is always there but never around when you're looking for it. And now, it is Time for me to leave you with your thoughts. It is Time for you to figure out where your Time is. It is Time for everyone to know. It is Time...
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