Time

Time is like the waters of a raging river, it’s on a one way journey to the deep dark abyss of the vast oceans…amidst the churning currents it disappears never to reappear again.


A moment, an era, a generation. What does time possess that we yearn for more? As Humans we are never satisfied, so time is never enough. We bicker and bitch about how little of this and how little of that! Well do we ever think about the time that we really spend complaining, is the time we lost.


I am not saying that I am complaint free, heck I complain enough for my share and maybe more than enough sometimes. I look at all those things I take for granted because I don’t have time or make time for it and wonder why I ponder in the unknown when I can spend my time efficiently and take charge of my life now!


Having too much time on hand we complain and too little we complain!! We are never pleased with all we have and when we are pleased we find excuses to be fearful. Fear of losing, fear of achieving too much, fear of life, and fear of death and then there are our so called phobias. I have a few of those…won’t write which ones, I don’t want to be vulnerable, to be totally exposed. There has to me some mystery, some intrigue, and some Wow moment!


I feel as though I am rambling off, as an insomniac what else do I have to do? I am therefore I must!