Time after Time

What exactly is time? I was thinking about this the other day and then I remembered that someone made an argument that time does not exist a few months ago. There are so many expressions that go hand in hand with the word "time": Once upon a time... I haven't got the time... the time of your life...time flies...time's-up ... time is running out... the Land before time =P. See... I think time exists, but not in the sense that it's most commonly associated with. I'm not referring to the cyclic time mankind has made according to the stars and the earth's orbit, where everything is divided into intervals. I'm not talking about the increments of years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, and seconds. Those are just measurements to help human kind form schedules and become more organized. Sometimes I feel like this sort of "time," where everyone wears a watch or is constantly watching their cellphones, has put life in such a rush. Everyone is speeding through their busy schedules, worrying about where they have to go or if they will miss an appointment. When was the last time they just stopped and noticed the beauty of life around them. You know... stopped and smelled a flower, looked at the moon, wished on a star? This is the type of time I believe in. I'm referring to time in the sense of "life" ... life lived and life unlived. Memories, and the memories to start.

"Life time" is an interesting thing isn't it? Sometimes you wish it would pass by quickly because you are anxious for something to come, or sometimes you wish it would slow down because you don't want something to end. You might even feel both ways at the same time. At moments you might wish you had more of it. You might want to go back to certain moment in your life and fix a mistake. Sometimes we can even wish to stop time... and delay life, just so we can stay in one moment forever and prolong the inevitable. But we can't stop time, we can't stop life. It is fleeting with opportunies and chances that we must choose to take or ignore. We can't fast-foward or rewind our lives like a favorite movie or an audio cassette. Life doesn't slow down or speed up for anyone and we have to deal with the situations we are faced with. We are only given a certain amount of time, a certain amount of life, and it is up to us to choose what we do with it.


"How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned,
Or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned,
Or the way that she died.

It's time now to sing out,
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love!"