There’s nothing you can do about it. It’s a fact of life. And death. Yeah, you’ll be a short time here on Earth but a long time gone, somewhere else. Or, maybe you think that a short time here repeats itself. Hollywood and India buy into that silliness. Reincarnation. Time travel. Fractured space/time continuums. Silliness. Kinda fun to make believe. But silly to actually … Read the rest…
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Time travel is real. Before I explain that assertion, I’ll say this. And I’ve said it before, and maybe I’ll say it again sometime. I’ve enjoyed a wide variety of time-travel themed movies and other shows. Because it’s fun to imagine all the what-ifs. But all the what-ifs in the universe won’t make back and forth time travel a reality. So, how can I … Read the rest…
You’ve heard this before. Time waits for no one. The Rolling Stones even had a song with that title. So, that proves it’s got to be true. Right? Time waits for no one and it doesn’t teach many either. Days advance like an inspired army. Right into the open arms of each passing year. There’s nothing you can do about it. You can’t turn … Read the rest…
Yesterday I wrote about a nostalgic memory. And I talked about June bugs. If you didn’t catch that post, check it out. But now I want you to think back in your own life. And go as far back in your past as you can. Because I want you to see yourself as small as possible. OK, are you there yet? Way, way back to … Read the rest…
You’ve heard this expression: The only thing that stays the same is change. Right? Well, it’s the only thing because there are two things that stay the same. Continuity and change. Wait! How can that be? Two things stay the same because there’s only one thing that changes? Ow…my head hurts. And I didn’t even have champagne last night. Continuity and change are two … Read the rest…
Surely you realize time is of the essence. I looked up the usage and/or meaning of the phrase: time is of the essence. And oddly enough, it’s most common usage is in English and Canadian law. Of course, my right brain kicked in and began to connect dots from the phrase, to the passage of time, and to law. Here’s what I came up … Read the rest…
This time I’m marking time When I was a little kid, way back in the 20th century, I remember wondering why grownups always talked the way they did. Especially when that hadn’t seen each other in a while. And the weirdest part was how they’d talk to and about us kids. They’d say things like, “Well, I remember when you were just knee-high to … Read the rest…