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Monday, January 24, 2011

A Test of Time

Thoughts, feelings and emotions that hopefully provoke the purest of minds...Capturing thoughts through written words is like capturing pictures on film or digital camera.

Out all of the things in the world...Time becomes such an integral part of our lives. We are bound by time and there is no escape. We, sometimes wish time to go slower. At times, we wish that it will be faster. Strangely, we sometimes wish that time stands still. Oddly enough, there are some people in this world, who has no regards for time such as those hardcore criminals who have been locked up so long that time has no meaning in their lives anymore.

Whatever our reasons maybe, time is a testament of patience and it is often regarded as valuable as money or gold. For an average working people, time is nothing more than an 8 hour-shift at work,time with family and friends. The luxury of time is never on the side of the working people nor that it will be any friendlier?

For lovers, time is more than a testament of friendship; but patience and lasting love. Years may have gone passed, but yearning to be loved through the test of time is never been sweeter. Waiting maybe endless with sleepless nights and excruciating heartache; but time is a testament of patience and true love.

For the young, time becomes restless. Things are happening at a faster pace. To some, time is probably ticking at a slow pace...for some, time becomes an essence of why things do not happened they way they should because time alloted is too short.

For many, time is life itself. It is given to us and it is continually moving forward. There is no turning back. What we do with time is our own discretions; but we must learn how to manage it with care.

It is an endless road with time, until we are all perished from this world. Even then, time has no mercy; but stop for a moment, then starts ticking again. No matter what we do with time, it becomes an absolute measure of how we live our lives.

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