But after all what is time.
But after all what is time? But after all what is time? But just a single grain of sand lost in the desert lands or even one drop of water falling from a midnight sky like rain? yet lost in the oceans of pain. Maybe it is the single beat coming from a broken heart or just a single frame of a fractured memory that was leftover then forgotten somewhere in the grey matters of our mind, as we all live our lives confined to the one thing that we cannot ever get back, called Time. How are we supposed to come to a single computation to get a reasonable explanation of how we come to the equation in the amount of love that we will live in those so very few moments that we have been given from our glorious King and Creator who art in heaven to all of his creations then confined again by time in our fear of mortality by the ultimate reality in which we are driven by the dreams and or nightmares of our life visions in which we are imprisoned bound and gagged by our ignorance enslaved by fear and h...