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Time
From dust to dust all things return, Into the ground. Linear time unfolds like a gathering, Of saintly sound. For my eyes alone the sands do run, Falling, failing sand. Sight, sound, body, mind. Eternal time, Stops for no man. ~ Om Kranti ~
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Om Namu Shiva Ya. |
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Thank you for that; I used to argue with my friends that there is no such thing as time, that it's always 'now' - but I'm not so sure about that anymore.
P.S. is the 'thing' on the first line supposed to be 'things'? |
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