by Luc » Mon May 26, 2003 11:21 pm
time
an undiscribale object, thing, idea.
like a person, a soul, it keeps on going.
only to stop, to tick upon the day,
then go on and start over again.
how long? will it be?
till we see, yet anothing being.
how long? will it be?
till we are were we are.
like a clock, only revoling, going in circles.
our lives, nothing changes, just rearranges.
we are like the time,
there is no end,
always in a different place, with a different face.
but the same we are.
we call ourselves we, us, human, ex cetra.
but like time we are...
undiscribable...
"The error of youth is to believe that intelligence is a substitute for experience, while the error of age is to believe experience is a substitute for intelligence." - Lyman Bryson