We have no time. At numerous times we use this saying as an excuse to not enjoy our life. All the times we use it in all the different ways. Even the one were we actually use the words’ literally meaning: No time, for we have no time. We do not own any time in this world, nor do we have many of it. Instead of enjoying we give our tears to anything that is demanded from us in the ideologies that surround the basic you. In the end there is nothing, no new state. No existence? We go alone. But yet still we waste our time. And not enjoy the harmony. Life. No time.
What stays is the unknown sound of absolute happiness through melancholy. The Dark Side of Happiness.
*Prelude To A Blackbird’s Tale (TBA)
Sincerest thanks to: M83 -Wait