When you have faith, there is nothing but time. Physically, your time is limited and almost somatic; believed to be the very least of one's existence. However, when you do not have faith, you have anything but time. Time gives us the opportunity to create, but also the inevitability of death. And it is so astonishing how the elements we need to survive also exposes us of our time. I am simultaneously terrified of wanting more of this as gravity drags my skin to hell and not wanting it enough of it for that to happen.
"Tired of Living
but afraid of dying" - who said that? Probably a lot of people. Time. Friend or best foe? - allets -