Life rushes past you, while you try to figure out what's going on. You try to understand every fading second that lightens up shortly in front of your eyes. Vibrant revealing the narrow dimensions of your cubicle. You see people growing older, while you stand still. You don't see changes, you see walls. No clear road to follow. Life is a labyrinth of possibilities and that's why you\'re thinking without doing.
There's something special about you.
Why else would Nature pick you as its sole survivor?
If not for the purity of your heart,
then for your trust.
Your trust in the righteousness of time.
Time doesn't judge and so don't you.
Time doesn't give or take. It just passes.
It doesn't reward or punish.
It's the human mind who does these things.
Except for yours.
You carry your weight and participate.
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