Time is something that I've never considered a friend. It's too slow when I need it to speed up. It's too fast when I need it to slow down. Now, in my 30's, I'm seeing that Time IS my friend. Time is a gift from Father/Mother/God. It is there for us to learn to slow down and smell the coffee. It's there for us to learn to hurry up, and always be there when we are needed. Time is something that we can bend to suit our needs, and that can bend us to suit someone/something else. Like most things, the affect or effect of Time is something that we must choose.
Choice is something that frightens some, and liberates others. Choice is what makes us human, and gives us a leg up on other animal species. It is what defines Free Will. "They" say human beings are the only ones who have free will. The longer I watch Phynn, I bed to differ that point. Phynn makes his own decisions. He decides when he eats. He decides when he sleeps. Phynn decides when I sleep for that matter!
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