Today is so small on the scale of universe time, that it is infinitely huge. Time truly is an illusion, possibly invented by an ad agency interested in selling watches. Let us not be slaves to time, nor shall we be masters. May we live outside the confines of time by constantly being present. May we mark our conscious awakening with deeds well done, friends well loved, and self well known. May our lives become a curated collection of caring, and in no time at all we will all be whole. For this life out of time we are grateful. Blesséd Be, and Amen.
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