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Jun 2018
Time is a strange dimension; no person can hold it back, or hang it in suspension. We cannot "have" it, or own it. Man has not yet overthrown it. We can spend the time we do not earn, and watch it go by with no return. We cannot make time, for it is already made. Whether you like it or not, time will always be obeyed. We can't reverse the analogue clock or digital watch, unless we're resetting them up or down a notch. This still would not change the time gone by, or stop the progress of the Star in the sky. If the Sun and Moon were no bigger than a pea, and the Earth had an undefined axial degree, could this mysterious dimension of time still be? The present moment is all we can see; from the present moment we cannot flee. Time travel machines have not yet been invented, no sufficient technology has yet been presented. Therefore, my friends, we must be contented; to let the forward motion of time go on - as it has always been represented.
Steven Cole
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Steven Cole  27/M/Pennsylvania
(27/M/Pennsylvania)   
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