There is no time, we cannot start again.
The clocks do not run backwards on command,
nor do the years reverse their gears on queue.
You cannot substitute a now for then,
nor rearrange the instance where you stand.
There is no try again, just simply do.
Besides, who wants to just relive the past,
imagining again those glory days
or that crushing defeat? Who needs the stress?
It’s only memory that really lasts,
until it disappears into a haze
that we call history. Well, more or less.
There is no time but now, and it exists
for just this moment only, and no more.
What starts must surely finish when it’s done.
So let it go. It’s useless to resist.
Besides, what good is all forever for?
There is a thing as having too much fun.
20 Jun 2025
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