Its ours from within.

Some animals fight to the death while some run away if the other one wins. We on the other hand stand to prove something rather than lose, we choose it is ours from within.

Sit in the dark in silence alone but first you switch off the phone. Breathing in time to a rhythm you find you get your head into the zone. Cut yourself off from the meaningless froth spurting forth from the mouths of the clones.                                                                                                  Today like the last has gone by you so fast, an hour seems just like a minute. You just can’t keep up like you’re wading through muck that gets deeper as you’re sinking in it.

Most of the people I know cross over the road rather than say hello, so I dress as a lollypop lady, disguised, I hide, then show them to the other side. This does the trick as I don’t have the time to make small talk to pretend- that I cannot abide.

Time needs Space for time to pass.                                                                       Without Space, Time can’t last.                                                                        Time as Space