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May 2015
Do you ever wonder why we chase the clock? Why must I "Always arrive early!" "Don't keep them waiting?"
I don't follow the hand of the hour.
I rise and fall to my own mind.
Is that such a disaster, mother?
Time does not exist, so why are you chasing the clock? Time does not exist, so why is you're life a rush?
Slow down, Society. We have nowhere to be. Nowhere, but everywhere.
Stop running here and there.
Stop worrying about the time.
Stop living by the hour.

Just be. Just live.

Rise and fall to the sound of the birds. Rise and fall to the feel of your lovers skin. Set appointments by the sun. Live in one another. Let your mind wake you. Wake to the seaside and get there by the way of your feet. Follow your compass not your watch.

I don't chase the clock. I don't follow the hand of the hour.

My life is mine.
Jacqueline
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