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That bastard called time

I think time is controlled by the mind.
It flexes and stretches
all over the place.
When things feel great
they last no longer than seconds
and when they hurt like hell
it seems like they are borne
and nearby
forever.

We can learn to manage this process
as an actual skill
Though it will be more of an unlearning.
We can make the wonderful things
last longer than forever,
even if they have lasted only seconds.
Years of anguish could become
as fleeting as a thought.
This will make one
happier.
Loads happier.

The art will reside in no longer accepting
the signals of this reality.
The physical evidence that tries to tell you
what’s what
from a human point of view.
Simply ignore it.
Nothing is actually confirmed.
No power of attestation
is invested in anyone.

Believe none other
than who you know to be inside,
for they have no real faith in you.
And do not fail to consider
everything imaginable.

Hence,
you will pass well through time.
Without all these hurts.