Time

Time

Time is a lot of the things people say that God is.
There is the always preexisting, and having no end. There is the notion of being all powerful—because nothing can stand against time, can it?
And time is, of course, all-healing. Give anything enough time, and everything is taken care of: all pain encompassed, all hardship erased, all loss subsumed.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Remember, man, that thou art dust; and unto dust thou shalt return.
And if Time is anything akin to God, I suppose that Memory must be the Devil.

At midnight we shall flip the hourglass to a brand new start. Lesson of 2016: do not search for happiness there where you’ve already lost it!