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Figments of Allotted Time
When time drips from the hourglass that is my soul I feel as if my life saturated in Value. My body is under duress. I have a solution. I possess myself of all of my worth to think, “What is the value of my remaining granules of time?”
Time has no-value as a Soul has no-value exactly as the time my soul passes through the Aether has no-value. Living is the manifestation of priceless Moments I have defiled by assigning Value. I sell these moments to myself to buy time for my body to live through duress.
I have bought a physical position in my life with my Moments which allows me to reap seemingly infinite time. The time I now have allows me to repay Myself. Grains pour into my Hourglass. I defile my Moments once again, “Perhaps I may live forever in eternal life.”
In the back of my mind I know the Truth as I have always known, that “I shall Rest In Peace.“