life is a second stretched to eternity.
There is only a second,
THIS, second:
"Now,"
and nothing else.
Everything else is a perspective.
History is an obsession
with betterment.
If this second did not long to better, to complete, itself
it would have been gone long time ago.
If we did not want to survive our death
we would have been gone already.
The reason that time continues,
and we are still trapped
in now,
is that something is missing,
is that we are
still incomplete
within ourselves.
