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Days, weeks fly past
long gone before even I know
or notice that time
just doesn't last
it's all a lie
Time holds no truth
nor substance in it's empty
hands that circle
round and round they go
Not me nor you nor any man
could ever stop the arms of woe
time is always counting down or maybe
up for all we know
Time can never be unwound or wound
up or told to stop or told to go...
but time does have at least one flaw
since without us it would not be
time could tick tock down to a crawl
and stop if not for you and me
It's all a dream of fantasy
and time is really nothing more
than what we have said it to be
it's just a trick, it's just a word
it's just a fake reality
an illusion for this world to make
some kind of sense out of
senselessness, irrationality
and the only time that it ever
is would be NOW, and never
can it be any other time it's
always NOW whether it was
then or whether it's to come
NOW is what always is
There isn't ever any other time
than NOW and if you let
anyone tell you different
you'll just insult yourself
because no matter what time
the numbers say NOW
is what they really mean..
There is nothing else in
existence except for NOW
you can name tomorrow or
next week but until it gets here
it's nothing until it becomes NOW
it's simply an illusion
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Posted by caliope on 2007-12-11 03:37:51 | Rating: | Views: 86
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Another beautiful poem. It's true that yesterday has been gone and tomorrow we'll never know the outcome. So now is the reality....
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Posted by Gwatlan
on 2007-12-11 07:49:46
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Time is an illusion.
To a blind man...the whole of our visual perception of this planet.. is an illusion.
Time is empty.
Beautiful entry.
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Posted by DifficultSoul
on 2007-12-11 16:35:42
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Gwatlan, thankyou so much for reading. God bless.
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Posted by caliope
on 2007-12-12 19:36:46
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DS: You are a new faithful of mine as I am of yours. Love always.
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Posted by caliope
on 2007-12-12 19:37:18
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