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Time is a constant tick tock.
One pulse, and one phrase.
We perceive it as waxing and waning, but this is only to help ourselves.
Any distinction only distracts our understanding of what it is.
This is the truth of time in the ephemeral world.

Our consciousness is a biological creation.
Through it, we connect this realm with the constant of time.
As such, we are moved by the sun rising and setting,
the weeks acting in unison,
the years as markers.

To not struggle against time.
To concede the battle to dominate it.
To understand it as both eternal and fleeting.
To dissolve consciousness into it.
This is to live free.


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