My perception of “Time”

The concept of time seems so jaded. Who really controls time? Who created time? Why do some value time so vastly different. For many, time is everything, for others time means nothing. Which side of the fence do you fall? Time has been the most intrusive form of man-made ideology and technology, even more intrusive than money. Some have no money, but all have time to squander. As I sit and write this, many would say I’m killing time, wasting time…some may consider this “time well spent”. What one does with their time is obviously completely up to them, or is it? What “SHOULD” one do with their time? Society clearly dictates what it believes to be time well spent, work, schooling, education…even many acceptable forms of leisure. But how can one truly capitalizes upon one’s time, how can one maximize the effectiveness of time used. Why keep track of time period? Is that not what the sun is for? How would one’s life change absent of time, why is time even called time? Does time equal money? Does money equal time? Or is time worth more than money, or is money worth more than time? Can money buy time? How much would one pay for more time? Time always seems to be working against us, but yet we embrace it so. I often feel my time is more valuable than most, and your money may likely never buy my time. But reality is, a man should work right? Working is selling time. So my ideology becomes defunct…or…does it? You can learn to appreciate your time, but hold little appreciation for another’s. Where will time take us, and why is time so dictating. Do we bend to time, or does time bend for us? Do you control your time, or does time remain uncontrollable? Why is time always running short? Why does one always have the desire to turn back the hands of time? What would you do if you could? Fast forward, or rewind, which direction would you go? Time…Time…Time…no matter how many times we mention Time’s name…there will never been enough….Time.