They say that there is such a thing called time
as if it exists independently from us,
structured like a spider web
covering all aspects of life
and ticking like a universal clock
measuring our actions
But what happens if just once
we let go and stop submitting
to the clock
and just not care
what time it is …
I grew up not really knowing what time was…
I remember going to my grand mother often
asking her for the time.
She would say go to the clock and tell me
where is the short needle pointed
and where the long one.
Going back and forth
to my grand mother as a young girl
is how I learned… not about time
but to read it on the clock.
But what is time really?
Is it an instrument of consciousness
to measure the flow of existence?
Is it a construction of the mind to regulate
one’s actions?
What is it?
To keeps us on track as
if our life depends on it?
Can we find time anywhere
we look,
or, it is just another abstraction?
We can play with it and be mesmerized
by the idea of time,
but can we find it anywhere?
Some people and cultures become slaves to time
to produce more and do it faster,
to get to the top, to become successful.
Other cultures
move slower, freer from time.
For some time is lineal for others cyclical.
But when one enters the territory
beyond the mind
then the idea of time ends
and what is revealed is
that time is only a construct
of the conditioned mind.
There is no past or future
Only apparent sequential events
taking place simultaneously
in this ever present moment.
The mind can’t fully understand this
because the mind only lives
in time!
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