Clocking in, Once again.

just about the stigma associated with needing to be anywhere then where we are is what fueled my many ruminations monologues and soliloquy about how tthey used the clock to control the world.

The true path is the one that lies before me.

But before I find me, its you, who I, have to find within, see,

nothing is real until you find worlds that coincide,

worlds Inside (me), set (me) free,

breaking life barriers at thought speed now,

as worlds collide, contrast sets it all (apart and then all) aside,

eventually we see, inevitably, what is to be just a beautiful ride

So dont miss it,

Never took the time

but forever a watch on your wrist,

dismiss it,

Atop every watch it should read,how much life went into watching,

waiting, let time (become distance and let your mind) be freed,

every time you need, make sure its not for selfish wants

(silly flaunts) or greed, take the time, just stop and breathe,

we've been given a clock in our chests, that beats,

that feeds and needs you, just so it can plant your mighty seeds,

that push life forward and make you finally see,

that watching the clock as its battery fades

is you watching yourself as your clock bleeds.