Calendars and clocks exist to measure time, but that signifies little because we all know that an hour can seem as eternity or pass in a flash, according to how we spend it.
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The Phantom of Time
Many years ago
I imagined time flowing
Like a river without banks.
Then I read some books
Of science and they said
That time is an irreversible arrow,
A relentless, unhaltable train,
That moves irresistibly, like fate.
It travels from Past to Future
On invisible wheels
Neglecting to stop
At the railway station
On the road, called Present.
But I was not absolutely sure
That this was all true.
So I watched the clocks
And I saw their hands moving,
Undoubtedly showing,
And with mechanical precision,
The exact hours every day and night.
And I was very impressed that
The scientists had the evidence:
Time was really moving unstoppably.
However, if you think carefully
You will notice that the clock-hands
Do not actually show time, because
What they show is movement in space.
So I have had a question.
If time is indeed in a state of flux,
Flowing like a river without banks,
Or moving and passing
Like an undeviating train;
Then what is its speed?
And since
We measure speed
By the ratio of traveling distance
To the periodic motion of the clock,
How are we supposed to measure
The velocity of time?
By time itself?
Thus,
I came to the conclusion
That the flow of time
Is just a blooming metaphor,
A prosperous illusion:
The years do not pass by.
We pass through the years.
Time does not really exist!
And nevertheless, it does.
It is its own phantom.
For practical purposes,
We need the clock, of course.
Yet, at root, the notion of time
Appears to emanate from
A completely static cosmic womb
Of the universe.
A boundless Sea of Eternity,
Time stands still.
And thus,
In our transient boats
We sail perhaps in quiet waters
From one port to another,
Or navigate perchance
Through turbulent waves
In the Ocean
Of Infinite Duration.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Our Story
Have you given thought my love
to when our days will end?
Or have you chosen to forget
what lies beyond the bend?
Not thinking about the parting scene
is what we try to do.
Just one more day, just one more hour
that I can spend with you
is a gift I won't forget.
In that one small measure of time
I'll remember when we met.
Like a flash-back movie on a screen
our story will be played.
And the memory of whom we were
I would never trade.
For we found each other and we knew
that the finding was the flame
that in the end could never die
and that no one could ever tame.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Just One Of Those Mornings
I woke up this morning in a confused state
and found myself part of a huge mistake.
Here I was amidst a time contradiction,
which left its telling to pure prediction.
I thought I was in another dimension,
where chaos ruled by deliberate intension.
What is the correct time I repeatedly asked myself
the wall clocks all differ to the one on the shelf.
Our mobile phones display different times
and the microwave clock is an hour behind.
I'll check with Sky news, their clocks always on,
but why do some show that an hour has gone?
My mind is searching for a rational explanation,
be logical I thought after some deliberation.
My eureka moment came when my head cleared,
thank God an hour gets lost only once a year.
poem by Orlando Belo
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It's About Time
Time
(time, time, time, time)
Last Time
Wrong time
Outside
Out of line
But this time's our time
Right On
We'll let it shine
(Get Up)
Turn your clock back
Paint it red on black
Bring it all right back
Oh hell yeah
Come on
Alright
Hey hey hey
You can spend my money
Don't you waste my time
(my time, prime time)
Well right now makin up for lost time yeah
Alright! Alright!
I think it's high time we laid it out there on the line
Now it's about time
It's about time
It's about time
Yeah
Bright lights
Old Fights
This time we got it right
(yeah)
It's been a long time, overtime
Second flash, you're out of sight
(yeah so get up)
Turn your, your clock back
Paint it red on black
Get it all right back
Oh Hell yeah yeah
Come on
It's alright
Hey hey hey
You can spend my money
Don't you waste my time
(my time, prime time)
Well I'm about to make it up to you big time
Big, big, big, big time
Well it's about time we laid it out there on the line
It's about time
It's about time
It's a just about time
Just about time yeah
Time
Time
It's alright
Yeah
Spend my money
Don't waste my time
(my time, prime time)
Yeah we're gonna make it up to ya big time
Big, time big time
Because it's high time we laid it out there on the line
It's about time
It's about time
It's about time
It's just about time
It's about time
It's about time
It's all about
Talk about
Wanna know
There ain't no doubt
It's about time
Yeah yeah yeah
So go ahead
turn your clocks back
song performed by by Van Halen
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So Very Busy
So very busy with so much to do, oh dear friend, if you only knew,
Knew how much God did care, and that in Jesus He’s always there.
Christ is with me throughout the day, helping me to discern the way,
The day can be very hectic friend, if time with God I do not spend.
The Lord helps me to prioritize, things of importance in His eyes.
When days get busy as can be, we can easily forget about eternity.
And our days are a means to an end, of an eternity we all will spend.
And friend our focus must coincide, with the Spirit who lives inside.
As we live out this earthly life, we must point men to Jesus Christ,
For life without Christ my friend, is a dark eternity that you’ll spend.
It’s the biggest priority in life; do you know The Lord Jesus Christ?
And if you know Jesus Christ, is His will a part of your daily life?
Satan wants to so fill our days, so Christ gets absolutely no praise.
He wants to overwhelm every hour, so that you’re devoid of power.
He doesn’t want found in your life, the presence or peace of Christ.
Satan wants to make you testimony, void and appear to be phony.
But Christ came to give unto me, a New Life and that abundantly.
An abundance of Peace by Christ, to be found displayed in my life.
And an abundance of His Power, to help me in every working hour.
Then at a busy day’s end, I can thank The Lord for being my friend.
(Copyright ©02/2005)
Green Grow the Rashes
Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O
There's nought but care on ev'ry han',
In every hour that passes, O
What signifies the life o' man,
An' 'twere na for the lasses, O.
Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O
The warl'y race may riches chase,
An' riches still may fly them, O
An' tho' at last they catch them fast,
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.
Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O
But gie me a cannie hour at e'en,
My arms about my dearie, O,
An' warl'y cares an' war'ly men
May a' gae tapsalteerie, O!
Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O
For you sae douce, ye sneer at this
Ye're nought but senseless asses, O
The wisest man the warl' e'er saw,
He dearly lov'd the lasses, O.
Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O
Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, O
Her prentice han' she try'd on man,
An' then she made the lasses, O.
Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O
poem by Robert Burns
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Time
Friend, as the moments tick away, we can see the end of another day,
And as time continues marching on, soon we see another year is gone.
Friend, time for no one will stand still, but it continues on by God’s will.
And time each day does not change, for every man it stays the same.
All time by God has one set pace, for every man in this human race.
The only thing that varies friend, is your own beginning and your end,
That single day of your own birth, the very day you arrived on earth.
And the day that you shall depart, from this place you had your start.
At that point again time will be, the same for all throughout eternity.
The length of time you will endure, is the time will call forevermore.
Once in eternity you have a start, you will find that you won’t depart.
Throughout eternity there is no end, this truth is fact for all my friend.
The length of the coming eternity, is the end of any and all similarity.
There is one of two places friend, where in eternity you shall spend.
For when all men from earth depart, they leave with a different heart.
Your time on the earth can not be, compared at all with your eternity.
For when your time on earth is done, you’ll see darkness or The Son.
Friend, Hell is that special place, so men don’t have to see God’s face.
Since the darkness was their delight, God made for them eternal night.
If Christ has saved you from the night, you will enter His Eternal Light.
For those who do believe in Christ, for them, God offers Eternal Life.
All other men upon their last breath, shall descend into eternal death.
For unbelievers there is no return, from the fire that will eternally burn.
In the time you have left on earth, you need to experience a new birth.
For when your time does pass away, where you go you will go to stay.
Always By My Side
How do I measure time my love?
By time spent with you.
For when we're not together
there's nothing I wouldn't do
to make the clock go faster
and erase the aching hours
that inch by oh so slowly
and takes away the powers
that keeps us in separate places,
not close enough my love.
I pass my time methodically
and try to push and shove
the rest of the time I must live through
on a roller coaster ride
so I can spend more time with you
always by my side.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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No Time To Kill
Theres no time to kill between the cradle and the grave
Father time still takes a toll on every minute that you save
Legal tenders never gonna change the number on your days
The highest cost of livins dyin, thats one everybody pays
So have it spent before you get the bill, theres no time to kill
If wed known ten years ago today would be ten years from now
Would we spend tomorrows yesterdays and make it last somehow
Or lead the cheers in someone elses game and never learn to play
And see the rules of thumb are all the same that measure every day
The grass is green on both sides of the hill, theres no time to kill
No time to kill, even Ive said it and probably always will
But I can look ahead and see that time aint standin still
No time to kill but time to change the kind of hurry Ive been in
And quit this work and worry lookin back at where Ive been
If you dont look ahead nobody will, theres no time to kill
If we had an hour glass to watch each one go by
Or a bell to mark each one to pass, wed see just how they fly
Would we escalate the value to be worth its weight in gold
Or would we never know the fortunes that we had til we grow old
And do we just keep killin time until theres no time to kill
Repeat chorus twice
No time to kill
No time to kill
No time to kill
song performed by by Clint Black
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Time's Arrow Arrested
Dusky shadows hide under the leafy boughs of the lanky trees.
Beyond the dark sky the sun carries the bright promise of
a lustrous morning. But it is merely a promise. For, the experience
of the past is not evidence of future events.
And how perturbing can be the obvious. This ever present and
precisely dissected substance that we break to exact hours,
minutes and seconds, and call it time. How mind-boggling is
this historian’s palette, Newton’s infinite attribute, Einstein’s finite
fourth dimension.
Astronomers say that a colossal firecracker called the Big Bang
exploded about fifteen billion years ago, marking the beginning
of time and the universe. Yet this sophisticated modern myth
does not really solve the enigma of time or the mystery of existence.
After all, why does the world exist, rather than not?
Newton viewed time as a mathematical duration, an absolute
temporal dimension in which time flows steadily without relation
to space, matter or human affairs. Many years later, Einstein
dropped the notion of absolute space and time. In the Theory
of Relativity he demonstrated that time slows down as velocity
increases. Clocks can run at different speeds.
Time became the fourth dimension. However, in the tiny world
of the atoms, quantum physicists discover a bizarre universe of
eleven dimensions. In Superstring theories higher dimensions are
curled up within the deep structure of space-time. Moreover,
the number of higher cosmic dimensions is not limited, because
scientists might invent as many dimensions as it takes for their
theories to work. Unfortunately, in relation to nature mathematical
propositions are uncertain.
Physicists nowadays conceive time as an asymmetrical arrow,
flying in one direction, from the past to the future, through
the present. They devise ingenious schemes to ride on the arrow
of time into the future; or to reverse its direction of flight and travel
back to the past.
I believe that time is an illusion. It does not really exists. The hands
of the clock does not really show us time but movement in space,
an artificial human invention of hours, minutes and seconds. And
what we measure with our objective instruments is not identical
with the subjective psychological experience of duration. External
time and internal time are not the same.
Now, if time really flows like a river without banks,
if it is indeed in a state of flux, then what is its speed? And since
we measure speed by the ratio of traveling distance to the periodic
motion of the clock, how are we supposed to measure the
velocity of time? By time itself? Time does not exist. And
nevertheless, it does. It is its own phantom.
Time is a relationship between before and after. Paradoxically, it is
the nothing that allows everything. But time is a mysterious nothing,
an arcane cipher, the magical fountainhead of bondage and freedom.
All events unfold miraculously in it while it also prevents them to
happen all at once. Time is not a river without banks but the ocean
of eternity.
Events did happen of course yesterday and before. They leave their
marks and traces through history. However, the idea of time moving
from past to future is an illusion. The invisible hands of titans do not
shoot arrows of time out of nature’s bow. Hence, time travel is a
tough assignment because there is nothing to ride on.
There is no arrow of time. The future and the past do not exist.
Time stands still. Thus the years do not pass by, we pass through
the years. Our life always enfolds in the here and now, sailing aboard
an invisible boat on the mysterious ocean of the eternal present.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Upon Time and Eternity
Eternity is like unto a Ring.
Time, like to Measure, doth it self extend;
Measure commences, is a finite thing.
The Ring has no beginning, middle, end.
poem by John Bunyan
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Rock Me, Roll Me
Have you ever been in love before
With a beautiful woman?
Does she have insecurities?
And have you ever been in love before
With a needy woman?
Is she too controlling?
She only wants you to
Rock me (she only wants you to)
Roll me (she only needs you to)
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time
Rock me (she only wants you to)
Roll me (she only needs you to)
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time with me
I need ya babe
I need ya babe
Have you ever been in love before with a cheatin woman?
Is she always lying?
Now, you ever been in love before with a crazy woman?
Does she make you crazy?
She only wants you to
Rock me (she only wants you to)
Roll me (she only needs you to)
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time
Rock me (she only wants you to)
Roll me (she only needs you to)
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time with me
Thats all I wanrt you to do with me, baby
Love me
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time
Oh yeah, yeah
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time
And I only wanna know
I only want to know your loves for real
Be your only girl in this whole wide world, yeah
All of these things are just a part of me
So that you can see what women really need
And I need to be loved
Rock me (she only wants you to)
Roll me (she only needs you to)
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time
Rock me (she only wants you to)
Roll me (she only needs you to)
Spend a little more time
Spend a little more time with me
song performed by by Toni Braxton
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Eternity For All
Soon for all eternity will start, when from this life we depart,
From this world, as we know it, to a time that is eternally lit,
One with light from the Lord, who we never saw but adored,
And one in darkness lit by fire, for God, they had no desire.
We cannot really fathom friend, what shall be, after the end.
That is after the end of this life, with or without Jesus Christ,
We know what the Bible states, for all ahead, eternity awaits,
A place in eternity all will receive, whether or not you believe.
What we know all should heed, what in scripture we do read,
As God declared by His Son, the future ahead for everyone,
Words from The Creator, of a time coming, sooner not later,
For all on this earthly sphere, time in eternity is drawing near.
A time all the prophets decried, a time that cannot be denied,
A dark time that is to come, that believers will be saved from,
This won't be for many though, fact that others need to know,
As tribulation proceeds eternity, judgment, all nations will see.
But the Tribulation isn't the end, for every soul on earth friend,
That will just end God's Wrath, putting men on an eternal path,
A time you can't fully conceive, whether or not you do believe.
However, Christ said it shall be, so all men shall enter Eternity.
The question being life or death, as men take their last breath,
Although we cannot comprehend, an eternity we all will spend,
Will your eternity be with Christ, as you enter into Eternal Life?
Or will you deny the Lord, to be in darkness eternally ignored?
(Copyright ©07/2012)
Just Passing Time
She was grasping for a way to tell us all
The hurt she felt inside
Were all too happy she says
Lets have a war
And the night digs deeper in
Theyre just some words to pass the time
Some words to pass the time
Now when the silence gets to be too much
I can feel the soul searching
Where do I go when Ive lost my cause
We are the stories
Even the good ones let me down
There all just words to pass the time
I used to be so sincere
And maybe I still am
And all this small talk Ive been reeling off
Is slowly getting out of hand
I mix real feelings
With the ones I wish I had
And I catch the most important ones
In between them all
Sometimes it seems like theyre all just words
To pass the time
And then weve lost our time
And weve wasted out words
And all the strain is gone
Sometimes its too unreal to believe
Just dont give it all away
Get a grip
Causes sometimes there are just words to pass the time
I said Im too high Im too high
And Im scared of falling down
Ive just been grasping for words
To make you want to stay
To make it worthwhile
I dont want spend the rest of my life
Just passing time
I dont want to spend the rest of my life here
Just passing time
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Sister Sara
Now I don't know but I've been told
There's a nun having fun and she lost her soul
She's got cash, she got laid
Now she's dealin' with me and she's gonna get paid
She got caught with the bishop
She got caught with the abbot
Even cardinal sin tried to feed her habit
Now we get whores and pimps and skanks
But when your judgement came down even
He gave thanks
Whatever happened to me
Can't remember my name
Flying so high on angelic wings
Flew too close to the flame
Sister Sara
It's your penalty for eternity
Did you think that you were saved
You forget your old identity who you used to be
Sister Sara
So depraved
Moment to moment
Hour to hour
We'll be together
Oh, come O ye faithless
Get in line
You're gonna drown in the water
Turned to wine
And you're all going to wallow
When you sin and shame
You had every opportunity to call His name
Don't look surprised
Don't be in shock
You'll be a lovely little demon in my private stock
I'm just doing my job to pull you down
Cuz it's a one way ticket down to Dragontown
You got caught in my web
You made your own bed here
And now you must keep me well fed
You're mine
Too bad
You're here for me
You're just here for me
Sister Sara
It's your penalty for eternity
Did you think that you were saved
You forget your old identity who you used to be
Sister Sara
So depraved
Moment to moment
Hour to hour
We'll be together
Moment to moment
Hour to hour
Forever and ever
Time after time after time
Sister Sara
It's your penalty for eternity
D
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Time
time
the clock lies
the hour is still around
never passes
only our body has revolted
the world too
in fact the whole universe
time
the clock lies
the hour is still around
never passes
only our physique
and the material
have failed to rise up to the occasion
they are the real clocks
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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How Do You Measure Up?
If you measure yourself by ambition,
There will always be someone more ambitious than you.
If you measure yourself by money,
There is always someone wealthier than you.
If you measure yourself by power,
There is always someone more powerful than you.
If you measure yourself with material things,
There is always someone with more stuff than you.
If you measure yourself by where you are in life,
There is always someone farther down the path than you.
If you measure yourself by appearance,
There is always someone that appears than you.
If you measure yourself by God,
Then we are all the same.
We are all wonderfully and beautifully made.
God is love.
And love has no end.
So in God's heart,
You will always measure up!
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Eternity Gate
freedom for my soul
the time ceases to exist
~eternity gate
haiku by Marius Alexandru (June 2020)
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Near the Black Forest
Living in a house
near the Black Forest,
without any clocks,
she's begun
to listen to the walls.
Her neighbors have clocks,
not one
but twenty clocks apiece.
Sometimes
a claque of clocks
applauds
the passing of each day.
Listen to the walls
& wind your watch.
Poor love, poor love,
have they caught you
by the pendulum?
Do they think they've
got you stopped?
Have you
already gathered how,
living near the Black Forest,
she gets by
on cups of borrowed time?
poem by Erica Jong
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No Time
Canyons and mesas
have no use for time-pieces;
moments are measured in blowing dust,
hours by how far of a walk it is
to the nearest water hole,
days by sun's rise flowing into sun's set,
season's by birds migration back and forth.
No calendars to pressure,
no must do list,
only survive
and fully live.
In the world
where alarm clocks rule human beings
no one ever truly wakes up;
kept in a daze of capture regrets, and
bound there by unnecessary needs,
that their hearts quietly contend
are worthless.
Man's obsession with time
is an almost unforgivable vice,
that like alcohol addiction
has done more harm than we shall ever understand.
But, out there where the ghost of a warrior
still swims the ruddy river free,
nothing has changed.
This is the land
without time.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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