There are times when you feel the minutes/the hours are nothing but purposeless limitations on the vastness of Universe. The concept of time itself when jailed in the definition of practical ticking on the clock seems too demeaning and frustrating.
How can one even think of limiting the discussion of Universe, Creation, Existence to this jail of time?
Is it not undermining the very vastness, the very depth and the very profoundness of Life?
You're talking about billions of years and gazillions of ideas supporting existence and evolution.
You're talking about the Knowledge learned, unlearned, torn, developed, twisted, reformed, used, unused over all these years.
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