"time is money," the one thing you will hear everyone say. but the birds don't c o u n t time. the animals, the deer, the mice, the horses, they don't count time. nature doesn't attempt to earn, it's in vain attempt to g i v e, to provide, it wishes to give time by not counting each year, each month, each week, hour, minute or second. man is the only living being to be confined within the falsehood of time. time ruins man as he forgets to enjoy life in the want to make more time. he forgets it will run out at any given moment. and thus man forgets to spend as he keeps on earning.
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Poetrybut the world is cruel. it will shatter you, make you feel so insecure, make you feel so very sorry, you will think of ways to leave, to stay or to simply s u r v i v e. but you must go on. so, please. smile, my love. * *...
