I saw that you wound yourself up in the gears and clockwork of time, the currency of transient worth. Yet time is not a value of self, but the recurring realization of self. What is behind us can define us, but it must not bind us. What lies ahead already sees you in it's memories. Do not be afraid to ease your mind and burdens, the overlapping expectations of self obligation. You are here now. I saw that you wound yourself up in the gears and clockwork of time, the currency of transient worth. Yet time is not a value of self, but the recurring realization of self. What is behind us can define us, but it must not bind us. What lies ahead already sees you in it's memories. Do not be afraid to ease your mind and burdens, the overlapping expectations of self obligation. You are here now.
