Tempus Fugit – The Irreplaceability of Escaping Time!

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When Roman poet Virgil wrote of ‘Tempus Fugit’, his words at first glance seem to simply imply that of time hurrying past. But I’m convinced that he was actually thinking of the loss of time due to a preoccupation with things of no true value that in turn steal precious time away from us.

And so it is today. We are losing so much of our precious time as we seem to be completely caught up in the artificiality of today’s social norm.

It is sad. Everything has commercial value in our commercial world … and time, well time seems to have no value at all because we are so indiscriminately wasting it away.

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We’re wasting away our immutable time

consumption soon beyond our repair,

our todays and tomorrows will then all be gone

And escaping time … alas … will not care.

~ Plh, 2016

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Be wise with your time it does seem to pass quickly by in today’s world. Have a positive week ahead.

With affection,

~ Penny

 

 

 

 

Leave No Regrets!

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“Todas las cosas tienen su tiempo.”

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There are times when things just happen
in a way that’s meant to be.
There are times
“we” make things happen,
when we are young and free!
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There are times of joy and loving
times of despair and loss.
Times that rock the ages,
And times we’d like to toss.
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The time that we are given
should not be spent in haste,
because time is just too precious
for us to simply waste.
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“all things do have their own time”
So we should not forget,
to live our lives in fullness
with love
… leave no regrets!
 

~ Penny L Howe, 2014

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Have a simply excellent and loving weekend – for those in Bermuda … take care of you and yours, be safe!

~ Penny

“Tempus Fugit” – Haibun Thinking

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“Tempus Fugit”

Ah yes it seems time does fly, zooming nano-seconds amid micro-moments; often without pause. And yet even so … there are … occasionally ‘in betweens’ in these passages. ‘In betweens’ one can become caught up within.  Liking onto a vortex of existence. Threads of creative thought becoming victims surrendering up selves, lost in the chaos of swirling motions – of time.

So I would ask of ‘fleeing time’ this question: Is it ‘the nature of time’ that my creativity is bound to, or is it the reverse? Has the nature of my creativity become a fluid aspect of my time’s chronology, and does it really matter as long as I flow among the currents of all time?

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artistic expression
threads of creativity
 boundless in time

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Thank you,

~ Penny