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Saturday, February 25, 2012

Does Time Really Exist?



Are you feeling a little bit of an antique like this clock?  Time making you old and you wish you could find that fountain of youth?  I can't begin to tell you where to find that sought after water.


 Or are you spiralling like this clock?  Spinning out of control?  Smaller and then bigger than all time?


Or are you lost in a sea of clocks like this picture?  Time have you lost?  And are you wishing there was more time to find what was once gone and you want it back?


Does time really exist?  I'm not sure.  Tick, tock, tick.  It goes by every second, minute, and hour of each day.  But does it really matter?

We wake up each day, greet it, start fresh and then before we know it the day is done and we sit and ponder the fact, "Where did it all go?  What happened to Friday?  Or did I miss it altogether?"

It happened, I know it, but it all seems like a blur in time.  I guess I went through it, dealt with dilemnas and went on to a new day.

Now it is Saturday, and time is flying by as I write this post to you.  I started my morning, writing here and at Triond and am now suddenly surprised that it is now in the middle of the afternoon.

It seems like it goes by so fast, when we are really busy doing something.

It is when we are at work, bored during a slow time when time seems to slowly tick by.

It's funny how we have twenty four hours in a day and then at the end of the day we are always wishing that we had more like forty eight hours each day.  Thirty six hours to play and fulfill our accomplishments and endeavors and the rest to sleep and nap it off.

And then, once again we get to start all over again each new day and begin again.  Hopefully with some success in our goals. 

And we are rewarded with 365 days a year to do what we love.  Anticipation in what each new dawn brings us.

Sometimes all the time in the world can't bring something back.  Like losing a loved one.  Gone.  And time goes by and one day, we suddenly find it has been ten years.  Or twenty.  And where did they go?  It seemed like such a long time ago.

My mother has been gone for almost eleven years, and time just seemed to swallow up the past and it is gone.

Jennifer Jo Fay

Copyrighted February 25, 2012


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