Remember time… Tick-tock

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Don’t lie, you had time, before you ill-treated it…
“time” has even a bigger heart than Christ was, always smiling… it’s nature, it doesn’t allow anger, even when it sheers it does with care, slowly as it get like the tortoise. Leaves no room for improvement and caters no destruction in it’s path…
Simple sequence, the ‘minute hand’ of the clock has 5 minutes intervals in between, to a total circle of 60 minutes that’s an hour, each 5 minutes, each stage is important, worthwhile, and valuable, therefore; it should be shared amongst equally.
I think It’s art, yes! Time is art, the clock is just a sketch. A missing stroke within the sketch, completely changes the symbolic meaning of the sentimental value of Art, a little detail carry thousands of insights, every tick-tock kills the beauty of life…

Remember Art speaks to you quietly, shush and listen, it’s somehow confusing and meaningless to others, however the more you listen, look at it, the better it gets, so with time it becomes beautiful even in it’s weary phase, identically to art, dull is attractive.
Time is precious, mind that when the neighbors time is spring, yours is summer the next one for you will be autumn, the sequence is irreversible, stop (lusting your neighbors spring coz your Summer will slip through your fingertips). Enjoy the relavance of your summer because winter won’t be that far but just two neighbors away to you. Count every second, each minute and use every hour in every day… Our years are numbered, seek for Greatness… Sisonke, Salute!