Where are you going? Are you leaving or arriving? There is a message for you, written in the sky... in a language you cant understand.... so you just run in place. spinning on sugar.
You can stop being, but you can't stop moving. You can refuse and shut down inside but the machine just keeps on rockin all around you...and you are a part of it and you cant get out..not really. Time Stop Spells don't work, they never did. They seemed to..bc yr body shrank back, recoiled in horror from the World. And you may can stop it from growing...and participating ..but you can't stop it from Aging. You really have no control at all in that respect. I would say that the appearance of age is not as troublesome as the fact of it. The lost time...the ticking clock. the mistakes you made and the mistakes you didnt make.
my skin is an aging scroll with my story written on it ...written in a language i don't understand....am i coming or going..on this road to now..here?
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