Day Planning
Date books, planners, calendars
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Today, Tomorrow, next week
Next month, next year
Nothing but words used to section off blocks of time
But time does not exist as a concrete entity
It is just a mental construct imposed upon society
So why not just toss all the planners, calendars, and date books into the ocean?
And watch them sink through the abyss
There is peace in letting the day flow
So why not just let it all go?
And press the reset button in your mind?
Just to pause and watch life unfold breathes life into life
And therein lies the meaning
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