Aug 28
2015

Another Dimension

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Time keeps slipping away into an eternity – like a silent waterfall trickling away all our moments and memories into space.

The fourth dimension is beyond my comprehension as we continually transcend into the end…

I try to grasp at time but it simply slips though my fingers… I try to enjoy it but it invisibly moves until it’s not there anymore and I can’t see it again.

Time is truly a playful child, joking, and laughing at us as we simply try to hold onto it for love and for life.

Our time is spent, our time has gone, our time is what we make of it…

Don’t worry about time, it doesn’t worry about us as it jokingly and gently dances away with a smile and a wink into the western sunset.

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