Little Milupa, Timmy and Stephen
Years later.. Stephen, Tim and Milupa.
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Time is one of those subject we don't necessarily like to discuss the older we become. And yet time is inescapable. There is no way anyone can escape the harsh reality that time continues regardless of circumstances and events. Time is no respecter of person, place or thing. All of our decisions are revealed through the process of time. Our characters and true identity is revealed through the ongoing elapse of time. Time is the means by which we measure experience and durability. It is also the means by which we measure failure and expiration. Time is in every aspect of our lives. While you are reading this blog post, time is moving forward and not returning. Even as I sit and type this post, time will only determine the amount of people who will read it.
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By time we determine when we should rise and when we should retire. It is through time that friendships can grow ever closer or further apart. Time seems to run faster everyday. Can we really come up with a definition for time? Is it enough to describe time as being the system or method of measuring space between sequential events, and being indefinite and continuous, and the means by which we judge things to be the past, the present or the future? Time is hard to nail to one certain definition. And yet I think the best way to describe time is, Mystery.
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I would like to know from everyone who reads this post. What do you think Time is?