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Rusted Cans Of Worms


Einstein and fellow scientist-geniuses in IQ postulate time doesn’t exist. There’re past and future but the present fleets so we’re always in the perfect tense defining past motion.


We don’t have time to say it’s gone. Time goes by faster than the speed of light. I live in the present – not any more. Let’s learn from the past but if we sit too long and think about it, we’ve just made ancient history.


Maybe big business was the angel that was cast out, fell to earth, and that’s when time began and the original concern, “So, what time did you say it was?”




The prompt is: “so, what time did you say it was?”





I’m a self-published author of two books, a blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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