What is hidden behind the line?

That line....right there that separates time from space, that separates me from you and actual moments from memories.

a person asked me yesterday if time was going faster because we were just getting older, and as we get older time simply slips away because we are too pre-occupied with grown up stuff - or - is it because it is ACTUALLY going faster, because that is the way it is....

i answered this question both comically and honestly.

first i suggested that time was going faster because our Earth is falling into a big black hole in the Universe, it is spinning at a rapid alarming rate and cascading down through the spirals of space, into this hole - and time IS actually going quicker - it's just that because of the distance between here and there, the clocks have been corrupted ..

then when i saw that i had confused this person somewhat - and that they were backing away slowly towards the door, i suggested a different theory....

i suggested that the reason time is appearing to pass by quicker to them is quite simple.

"but why is time passing by so fast" he replied

"because your hanging onto moments and not appreciating memories" i replied, and walked away.

Time. Space. Feeling. Love. Lost. Weights weighing down the course of your soul, of your essence and churning your existence into speils of whateverness.

When we bury our demons within us, so deep that to dig them out would excavate the world beneath us, when we take a moment and live and re-live this moment - any moment - every moment - we become the ultimate living example of what it would be to perish.

we become stale, stuck, stagnant.

we decay our remaining days clinging on to what Was and what we Had. That could relate to Anything.

how then are we able to feel and appreciate time, how then are we able to savor and revel in the seconds, the mili seconds, minutes, hours and days that turn into months weeks and years?

we can't.

we won't.

and we shouldn't - not until we have accepted our moments as our memories and allow those memories to inspire us to Enjoy, to experience and to LOVE the time granted to us.

I don't know if he understood or if he ever will understand what i mean/meant. But I'm glad he brought it up because it's reminded me of what i knew and how i existed once upon a time.

good day.