Time does not exist.
Should that not be a comfort?
Time is merely another human construct, our mortal way of attempting to explain the unexplainable, a theory marred by inferiority.
Then where are we in this "time," the fruit of our creation?
I think that while we are "here," in the 21st century, walking questions swarmed all around with cell phones and facebook invites, "here" and "now" are purely relative terms.
No, I'm not high. I'm just thinking. And this is probably the reason I should never be!
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