the age of time ticking through the generations
constantly speeding up and slowing down
for it is only a perception of the mind
that has gained ground in our brains
gone are we in the blink of an eye
for every second is a fluctuating of our memories
a minor case of deja vu drowning out the sights and sounds that differ
relapses in memory granting small gifts of time indifferent
natural processes that spark inside our cores
like the bomb already on the count
we await the natural order of life and death
and even then time carries us further then these simple fragments
reality being flexed and bent to correct the paradoxes ensuring that as long as we exist so will time in our eyes
this is perceptive thought in motion
rolling faster than the concepts
this is the age of time