Time, time, time, see whats become of me

While I looked around

For my possibilities

I was so hard to please

But look around, leaves are brown

And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Well, it's about time!!!

>:(

There was a time, yeah

When I was so broken-hearted.

Love wasn't much

Of a friend of mine.

 

The tables have turned, yeah

Cause me and them ways have parted.

That kind of love,

was the killin' kind.

 

Now listen!

All I really want,

Is someone I can't resist.

I know,

All I,

Need to know by the way that I got kissed!

 

 

Time...keeps flowing like a river...to the sea...to the sea...

So many threads to spam and so little time.

:(

The time is now.

 

Is time really real?  The past doesnt exist for it is lost to memory, and memory is fallible.  There is the very real possibility that all those thoughts memories and experiences that you think you have were merely planted into you head by a greater being.  Time may have begun the moment you began reading this post, and there is no real evidence to the contrary.  Like the past, nor does the future exist, obviously.  All that truly exists is this singular moment, right now.  And, unfortunately you cannot measure time from a singular moment.

WOW!, thats a little heavy for this time in the morning.

 

:)

I know double posting...sue me.

 

Tempest Fugit - was it 12 mins, nedd to go watch it again... :D

Time becomes more precious as it begins to run short.

(thinking of mom)

:'(

Time heals all sorrow.

 

If not today, perhaps tomorrow.

 

If not tomorrow, maybe the day after.

 

Before you know it, you've regained your laughter.

 

(A GrandpaG spur-of-the-moment original)

A truly divine statement, Gramps. 

 

Time presses onward whether you wish it or not.  fear not the future for only yourself can confront yourself.

There used to be a song (maybe country?) about time marching on.

 

Something about sister calls herself a sexy grandma...I don't remember much of it at all...but it was OK as I remember...talking about how things change as you age.

 

Don Williams, maybe?  ???  ::)