Time, it moves and yet it is immobile.
It does not occupy space but is an abstract of it.
We only know that time is real because it is real to us
we decay and die and because of this we know that
there is time for us. I wonder what it would be like
to know no concept of time and drift lightly
through space and existence as you are, as it is,
as it will be. A steady constant, an unchangeable
body or mind that is infinite.
If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing!
I hope that you will return in the future!
-Alina