Time
Time is infinite. Time is neither friend nor foe. Time is life. Time is death. Life and death are relative, and so is time.
Time is that one thing we never really think of, minus the times when we say, "I had a good time," or "I wish I had more time." Time is the one true thing we cannot buy; it will never be ours, yet it is more important than most, if not all, of our possessions.
There is an internal clock inside of us; it ticks everyday. And every day is one day closer to death. We do not know when our clock will stop ticking, but that is not really what matters, as that is something that we cannot control. What does matter is what we do during our given time.
What do you do with life's most precious unperceivable thing? Do you treasure it? Or do you waste it?
Isn't Time a scary thing?
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