I find that time is constantly shifting in its strange convoluted ways.
How is it, that time, something that mathematically moves at speeds that are constant, that are consistent, how does it grant the illusion of moving sometimes fast and at other times slow?
Is time perfected and humans the fallible ones?
Is our interpretation of time what is skewed?
It is a curious thing to consider how much weight we place in a numeric system considering that many consider math to be boring, difficult, or unimportant.
Maths, the building blocks of the universe.
The measure of space.
The constant of time.
The plague by which we all must succumb to our ends.
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