No.10
We remain young only so long. As the days turn into nights, as the nights bring forward rays of light across the sky, age creeps upon all. Time becomes the ultimate arbiter of meaning.
This begs the question- just exactly what is time?
No.50
Time is our limited perception of the fourth dimension. We cannot see it or traverse it. We can only arbitrarily measure it. For humans and likely animals, time seems to ungulate, progressing or expanding faster or slower at times.
No.64
What is time?
I honestly don't know. Maybe it's a pattern of seeing objects. We're taking things we're seeing and go through and giving them titles and numbers. But then decaying happens. Is the meaning of time time itself?