Time's a strange fellow; more he gives than takes (and he takes all)

seeming's enough for slaves of space and time -ours is the now and here of freedom. Come

a million thousand hundred nothings seem -we are himself's own self;his very him

though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose,roses(you feel certain) will only smile

I am. I was. I am not. I never am.

Time goes, you say? Ah, no! Alas, Time stays, we go.

All of this is so insignificant. In the grand scale of things, there have been so many before who have been in this position. I'm just another one. Life is so …