I heard a man Say

Random thoughts of life and time...

I heard a man say,
“Maybe this will be a better year,”
I laughed at him.
Silly man.
What good is looking at the year?
Why plan on a good year,
When we’re not even promised tomorrow.
Any second it could all be over.
And this silly man plans for a good year.
Laughing is disrespectful.
Or so he proceeded to inform me.
What good is respect?
All it is is another step in the dance.
What had he done to earn respect?
Why should respect be earned?
I don’t want anyone to treat me with respect.
I want to be treated with life,
With love,
With laughter,
With anger.
I want truth.
Respect is a lie.
Respect is holding your tongue,
And planning for a year we don’t have yet.
And going about routine,
Like it improves anything.
Does all of this make your quality of life any better?
I don’t think so.
You all look miserable to me.
Maybe this will be a better year?
What about this year could ever be better?
We still live our lives on a timetable.
Always counting the seconds,
Minutes and hours,
Days and years.
We’re measuring the one thing that has no measurement.
How can one measure a life?
Time is the enemy.
Time was created to lock us in a box,
And fear we don’t have enough of it.
We’re never going to have enough time if we keep track.
Maybe this will be a better year,
He said.
Who knows.
Maybe.

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Time is the enemy.
Time was created to lock us in a box,
And fear we don’t have enough of it.

Such true words, this is wonderful and amazing!