From the mind of critic: “If our clock stops out of the blue, whether it runs on batteries, electricity or solar, is it even possible to restart it? Do we try and try and try to get our clock running again, getting angrier and angrier when we can’t? As our rage boils over, do we understand why we’re getting angry? Are we upset at the actual clock for stopping? Or are we upset that we took for granted the fact our clock was running, thinking it would run forever? Is it the clock we’re mad at, or ourselves? Time is certainly a finite concept, and not finite at the same time. The more effort we expend to make our time enjoyable and productive, can make moments last forever, while also speeding time up because we aren’t focused on the physical number. That’s just it though, the concept of time only exists because we put our faith in it that it does. Like the proverbial pot of water that never boils when we stare at it, time will not run out either if it’s the only thing we focus on. Of course who wants to spend all their time counting the phsycial essence of time, instead of enjoying each moment by fully immersing ourselves in it? While enjoying each moment might make time seem like it’s moving faster, but it keeps moments flowing in and out in a continous stream of uplifting energy. We can either hold on to time so hard that the stream of life stops, because we dont think good moments will happen again. Or we can enjoy each moment for what it is as it comes, treasuring it while it’s happening, then letting it end naturally, specifically so other moments can flow in. If our clock breaks, it’s broken, that’s it. Do we want to spend our entire lives worrying about the day our clock will break because it undoubtedly will? Or do we wanna spend our lives enjoying our time befiore our clock does break? What will make our life worth living? What will make us smile?” 🙂