Thoughts on Time

Time passes whether we want it to or not.  If I am doing something or if I am doing nothing, time passes.

People will tell me that I do a lot.  I don’t know how to respond.  I don’t think I do that much.  (if you look at my house, you would agree)

I think the things I do are to pass the time.  Fill it up so I don’t have to feel.  Yet when I am in the garden, sowing or reaping or even watching chicken TV, I don’t even notice the restriction of time.

It’s presence fades in the background.  Oh, it’s still ticking but I’m not trying to push it forward or hold it back.


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