The Intuitive Promise of Life

    Just as the earth is in a continually spinning and revolving orbit around the sun, of which we are incapable of feeling, the same can be said of the blood which flows through our veins, as the oxygen is inhaled and then exhaled out of our bodies.  Normally we take little notice of such phenomena, absorbed as we are within our selves and our interests.  However, if we are forced to look into the mirror of time, and view the self disclosing truth of which we always seem to be in a total denial of, only then are we vulnerable to the naked bleakness that surrounds our hidden remorse and obvious pain.  Inevitably, this was true for Robby and his collision with time.  Even though in of itself, the word time: carries no weight, feels no guilt, and plays no favorites.  But once the phenomena of time is acknowledged, then and only then do we begin to feel the earth spin, and recognize its rotation and the season of which we have just been awakened too.  Such was the case for Robby who was forced to endure both the feelings of pain and the harsh awakening of his denial which was prolonged for the sake of love.  Although ultimately,  it was the pain that mingles inside your fingers tips which finally and agonizingly awakened his awareness to this spinning, rotating, oxygen craved state that we call life.  Thus, an acknowledgment of time is also an acknowledgment of life: which is physically connected to time, as it bears the weight time refuses to hold, and exposes the guilt time is incapable of assessing.  Absolving for all those who wish to see, how the constant and continuous flow of time is forever marked by all life.  Even though physically, time neither grows old, nor weak, and unlike life, it cannot be stopped.  But no matter how buried, no matter how forgotten, no matter how abandoned the truth may have become; time has the patience far beyond the grasp of any  mortal.  It is relentless in its pursuit and in its gravity, as it mocks the entire human race by exposing the grandiose and egocentric attitudes of our uncompromising ignorant ways,  While at the same time scoffing at our prejudicial inability to unlock its wisdom. \

    Although Robby embraced life and relished in its joy he also recognized its pain, it could be said, at least before Robby met “Robert,” that time was just another word, another explanation for life.  And as such, his love of life was never expressed with the word time.  It was his hope that one day Robert would come to realize his or their acceptance of life and their acknowledgment of time, by regulating themselves to being decent and honest people who would pursue the truth.  Giving them a life in which they would travel down the path of their own acceptance, which in essence, is the very definition faith, be it blind or be it blessed with sight.

     Unfortunately, Robert’s life is best  recalled by the word time.  Ultimately, he disregarded all the joys and the bliss of life; by immersing himself into an existence devoid of the truth.  As he callously  steam rolled his way from one year to the next, while systematically disregarding all the passionate beauty that’s produced from the soft gentle breath of a kiss; as it’s shared underneath a splendorous warm summers star lit night, during the romantic unfolding of the universe.  After which, he rationalized that time will always bring forth another star lit night and produce another climatic breath that’s vibrantly composed by the touch of love.  His denial no doubt led to a contemptuous and deceitful life style causing the loss of both the miracles of faith and his ability to love.

    Hence, as the slow and continuous flow of time unravels the mysteries in our lives, the day of reckoning will reveal only that of which you chose to hide from, or what you choose to embrace.  Proving emphatically, that time in of itself , shall receive no rewards but will in fact, reward only those who have found the courage to live