Time

So I was thinking about time and I came up with this drawing and poem
But it's wrecked now so there's no point photoing it up here so I'll just write it out

To ponder the past is to forget the future,
To plan for the future is to repress the past,
So do we ponder or plan?
When all we can change is the here and now.


We 3 Will Taunt You


"Open these gates!"
the Future cries,
threatening in its finality,
here it comes and here it dies.


"Let me free!"
the Past wails,
wriggling from its former chains,
"Give me your reasons, give me your grails!"


"I am doubtless."
The Present boasts
flaunting its immortality,
It does not change.


Not for Neither

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