Time is an illusion of the mind

Time my friends is an illusion of the mind.

To man it is truth,
It is a measurement,
It is a tool to assign memories to, place structure and meaning to ones life.

Time my friends is an illusion,
It is not truth,
It can not be – as my friends, it is false.

Man measures when the sun will rise,
When the moon falls, when the stars come out to play.

Man measures ones life in days, in months, in years.

Man measures the success of life on a metric which is created by the mind.

But my children, what would happen if you measured life with truth, with love and with peace.

What if life was measured with success of love, happiness and well-being.

What if life was measured by celebrations, of laughter and love.

What if life equaled love, not fear of missing out on a life which can not be.

Time my friends is an illusion,
An illusion which places fear in hearts,
A measurement which only man on earth follows,
As my children, it can not be that life can be ruled by a fragment of the mind.

Life must come from your heart,
Your soul, your guide.

Many say that time will heal,
It is true that man will heal,
When the mind shuts down and allows one energy to flow,
But only then my children will one truly see the possibilities that each holds within.

Time is an illusion my friends,
An illusion of the mind,
An illusion which only man will ever understand.

Although my children, man will learn,
As life is a cycle, so is the mind,
Man will adopt to ones surroundings, ones life and ones soul will guide again.

It will become a balance of mind and soul which will lead mankind forward.
Until then my friends, learn to leave the illusion of time behind,
Instead focus on the truth of life, of love and of happiness.

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