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To think the past and present exist within the same moment is beyond mortal comprehension. Because if that is so, then the past isn’t the past, and the present isn’t the present. If they all exist at the same time, then the gift is what, time? Yet, time is an illusion, so we are delusional and alluded into thinking we can control time as we spring forward and fall behind. Given the idea that someone who is present within their presence is just within a state of mind of delusional time. As to say, what I did then, I’m doing now, at the same moment conjunctively. Yet could the past be a gift as well as a present, which is something I forget to give when celebrating someone else’s time their vital line gifted onto them. I’m running low on time here, but if I am there as well, then time must be a bigger distraction. So again, alluding us to believe we have any control in this, that, then, reality. It must be a subservient simulation of energy that pushes lent time through identical moments of here, there, and the in between. Inevitably, causing little ripples separating points of time in between, we labeled those seconds today’s history. But is it if all moments of delusion happen congruently? Time really is the biggest illusion we all seem to believe. Like how every birthday we celebrate another 365 days like it’s not already been celebrated in a different time space. So is it time we are gifted with or is it the ability to choose what we do with time that's what makes us the most powerful animal within the kingdom's past present and futures time of life.

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