Time

I begin to wonder why things move in the motion of existence. A great thinker once said "I think therefore I am". But what if, what if the world around us is nothing more than a dream. All the while, time creates a motion like a tidal wave. Moving us faster and faster towards our end. Making some arrive ashore to meet their destiny and others to capsize underneath its mighty waves.

A year goes by in the conundrum of life. I sit here wondering these things once more as the wave of time gushes forth to seize me. As I see my end come near, I begin to laugh as though my life was just a series of jokes. How benign I was, ignorance was my shield for so long. Now, I am just another victim of time.

Will I sail towards my fated path, or will I drown in my darkness?