9-2-5

The job is done. Then why am I here. Doing time for mans crime. Paying homage to time. Man once only knew the sunrise and the sunset. The passing of the seasons was just a joyous celebration. We did not know chaos ruled our lives. We had no time; we only knew we were alive. Out of this came a new reality. Man discovered servility. He invented numbers to count his flock. He invented the calendar to know when to plant his crop. And to know when to prey he invented the all powerful clock. Who know we’d end up worshiping it instead. Now with time organized we thought we had it. But we still don’t know what it really is. For the crime of nurturing civilization. Man is now a prisoner of his own emancipation. In this modern fast moving age. We are free in many ways. But in our structured cage. We pass our numbered days.