I am uninspired to write anything worth reading, so if you want to stop now I understand and don't want to waste anymore of your time. Otherwise, if you need to kill a little time...by all means please continue. Be my guest.
Time, it's a funny thing, we invented it, and we are obsessed with it. Age is a unit of measure that explains how many trips one has made around the big glowing orb. I believe that the Native Americans used the Moon, or is this just history provided by Hollywood? Look that up for me, I'm currently lazy with facts. Society places worth to these trips, we categorize each other with this measurement and place social restrictions. We constructed what we call Time, everything correlates to some measure of time. Man created this? The Romans changed the calendar, the Mayans stopped it in 2012. Of course they disappeared, has to be the Aliens who have no concept of Time. Saw it on TV and read it on the interweb...has to be true.
For a people so obsessed with time, we sure waste it as if it were endless. Time is a construct of man so it is a linear thought, but time or whatever one wants to call it is not linear. There is no start and there is no finish, time is not point A to point B. It is for man because we have a birth and a death, but time is not born nor does it die. We are born we live our lives and then we are no more. The debate, a debate I will not get into, is what happens after? What happens after depends on what flavor of cool-aid you drink.
Life is short. I love Fox Riders Co. saying that they put on some of their clothing. Live Fast Ride Hard. I interpret it as life is short, live it to the fullest. Don't waste your time, enjoy life, love what you do and do what you love. No matter what you find yourself doing do it to your fullest.
Live Fast Ride Hard -Fox
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