Time 4 Time

Time 4 Time Give a time to rim, the things that are no longer serving, beliefs they are many components for a single truth. In your eyes, those are two for one single mouth and all those things said and hurt, said and done. Must not hold on to them, easily they are dispel. Time with all that make it memorable, won’t last but in your eyes. The glimpse of a sunset, that’s why we are so dawn to hope and all the triumphs our kind has brought.

So full of itself, it became it’s own detentador. Knowing we couldn’t go further than this together, alone we went faster. Many have been left behind us with all their worlds and knowledge. We thought could synthesize an ocean in a tear but only minds can make such raccourci. Here, in life, must time by time. And for our kind, those whose aspect and lure was familiar to the reminiscent images, stayed docile. And the animals we once were died inside of us, captives of themselves and all their senses.

Deprived from itself and it’s humanness, isolated and alone. Ruminating in their thoughts from mouths that can no longer speak and explain but fast, faster and pointless. With needs that seem easy to meet, given our time we must not delay what will come. The end for what we’ve work for it. The end. Since it didn’t came as a proposition or a will on a testament; That’s what is left for us, death and the pointless holes of hope from which no one has ever return.

Object to reality and our chance is made from the decisions of our today’s actions.

As grown ups, we choose. Who knows what’s best? But ourselves, if we listen.

And if we don’t see from outside this walls and the csymmetery of our dreams?

Then ouste to la forêt. Then ouste to your body. What does it says?

Silence and a bunch of problems made on the ones who were long before you.

Scraps of issues never really taken care of but pushed to the point of not identifying who’s what and what is who, what is me and who are you?

And this hole that is left, once it’s done, must serve for something to grow.

Light from expectations that were once weight. Move on to new directions that are our discuss. If the world is going to end, then let those you have been short take time from yours who have been long and lead us to new drift. And we’ll take time to time to do and time to time to live for all to have the chance to be their own becoming to death.

While we go, we’ll make each others company and make it worth for others to come after us and be what time will tell.

It will be written on stories and skins, on faces and bodies. It will be written on the spine of your back, on your pupil, on your feet, on your teeth. It will be written on the words you speak and the way you speak. It will be written on voices that will last longer than time and will remain in our memories longer that we’ll have thought.

Someone on the other side will thank you for this.

The time you took to think and yet you did, what you were able to do (and more that you will).