blurring the times

as in blurring the lines between moments and minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years and decades and can we know centuries maybe someday, maybe someday we will know much more than we know now... stretching the limits, the energy, the strength, the time in the bottle that pushes us forward and moves through the stillness toward somewhere else in a life always moving if just in our minds (how else do we know we're alive?)... some time yesterday i was lost and alone and today i am not as lost or alone and yet no one is here and nothing has changed except how i look at myself and the world so perception is everything sometimes... and everybody changes sometimes... and what we see is the world through the lines of time, so then sometimes, it's no wonder when we close our eyes we are blurring the lines...

so whenever this was, i hope we were well and whenever you read this, i hope we are well and whenever it is, i hope we are well and every now and then we find clarity between the lines, and between the lines i hope every now and then we find clarity between the times...

still loving you between the times...

narf :)