April 20th, 1940
A Father furthers One's Time.
The Tree of Life: Knuckles and Branches
Mother's Matter, and Father's go Farther. Mother Earth, Father Sky, All Eyes to the Sun/Son. The Natural Pace Setter; Our Clock. If I could get on my knees and ask for the forgiveness of anything, it would be Time. I would ask to be Forgiven by Time. I always want to wind back the Hands of Time. Father Time.
April 20th, 1940.
There is lots and lots I could say. All triggered by the photo.
https://www.facebook.com/TheCanadianCrown/photos/a.384290178665264/1204073170020290
My Share. Chosen by mere Chance.
She is right. It is a bit too slow, too long, too boring.
Her Share. Given in Response.
It's good. I just like my peace and stability.
This one. The one that started it all. It comes from my thought that if there was anything I would drop to my knees and beg forgiveness from: It is Time. Time itself.
Father Time
Which leads to my casual proposal to the World that God is Time. Or at least, time is a key component thereof.
A Father furthers One's Time.
