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Post by Ken Corbett on Jan 9, 2013 9:19:03 GMT -5
Time is the tillerman on the stream of reality, steering the ship of fate to the sea of eternity.
Moments are stepping-stones in the flow of entropy, eddies in the restless river rushing to infinity.
Galaxies crash. Asteroids smash. Worlds in constant collision. Yet small or great, all must dissipate to final disposition.
When this ball of gas bursts apart at last, river's last drop runs to the sea,
when all hearts are at rest, fulfilled each last request, then time will stop for you and me.
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Post by AquarianM on Jan 16, 2013 6:42:41 GMT -5
Exactly so. We live on a cosmic billiard table amongst the chips off the balls.
Dan
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Post by Elle Rush on Sept 24, 2013 14:21:02 GMT -5
Lovely and Nostalgic. It is something to think about; how fast Time goes and how vast it seems when we are young and how small it is when we grow older.
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