Time Passes, Don't Know How To Take It !

Need to use time my way, and try to escape this. Time passes quick, then to slow, then I don't know, what to make of it right best.
Need to know what I'm getting back. Time relapses come in dreams. Don't pray enough if at all, and dreams have I left but still.

Time what are you to make of me, without my control? Time gives no orders, but yet still no matter how I choose to believe, it's my leader in some shape, way or form.

Speak for yourself it was said. When time ticks, man-made, and ever so lacking time's true power. We want control of what we can't have, made wrong, right, or near perfect.

Time was made for perfect, by perfect love. Perfect love casteth out fear of time, and helps it work best by faith for you.

Then again time, is said to come to offer what you'll offer it back in return at times. Perfect time is of already unto itself without our help. We need to feel noticed, for different reasons, so we try and decorate time up.

Decorations need more than just us to wear, at times. Time is hard to take for our own good, because of it's exactness in love, and non-sinful state. Time alive but yet can't be tempted like money can in our spirits unto minds. Time is beyond our control and temptations, within graceful limits, when man tries to buy it, for the wrong reasons.

Eternal time, comes from the doing and not the so called taking or buying best, reward-wise. Time is all around us, and isn't as one man, of one profession that you can reach to buy it as perfect in love.

Darkness, light, all of all that is, has no control over times all and all except loves true power itself, that has no problem with temptations as any time kind, or other-wise.

Love made time possible, and leads it to greatness by itself, with or without our help. Time has no pride, and offers no threat to love itself. Time adds to love, and love adds to time, from those many like water of life beyond liquid forms. Time grows without seed. Time need's not to be weeded out, and grows all over in love like nothing else except loves power itself.

Did you help raise all that life that is flowered up without sin, Aunt Patty-Bell-Flower? Some may say they did. They brought forth not the rain, but used it with loves graces. They brought forth not the time, but used it wisely.

Time the man said, how do I take you? You won't let me help you along, and are ever-changing! People tell me I've helped them so. There's no charity for time. Time you must be hurting as much as we, who live in you? How do we charity you up?

Money can't help, as time has no pockets of cloth, and even-so is of such wonder, you don't know if it need's your help or not at times. Position can't help. Without love time replies, "Questions aren't valuable, and all you do is in vain."

Charity goes beyond money in loves varieties of ways best at times. Charity begins in time, some may say. Real charity already was made, and the directions to follow charities best offerings in love, are in the words of truth beyond man's words alone. The words of faith are already there, and offered to be used like unto a sword of righteousness and charities best. No one man deserves credit for all the words that were given even before he was here.

Talent can form them different ways in love, so as to form art of words, to present better pictures, than man has the time to draw at times, in this earthly body. Words there-fore have more power than priceless art alone.

Well hello there, and today were having a charity drive for time itself. They'll lock you up! Time has hands, but can't take even hand-outs. When man-made time's hands go out, then maybe yes, but you can't pay time, you can only pay the so called Repair-Man!

What in the world are you trying to do with my watch? Your glass top-lense, flew into my soda, while me and the dog were wrestling, and so did your hands. I'm trying to put your hands back and still have them read the time right. I've lost the wined-up to your pieces tick too. Are you ticked-off at me?

This is a simple example of reformation of word art, time-wise, with humbleness of heart, a- mist possible more fear, than if a title wave was coming your way. The child starts to become a man right quick upon breaking your "Rolex" or Mini Coo-Coo Watch, or even Mini Mouse of Coo-Coo quality's best watch.

You don't always get your first chest hair this way, and I can't say, it can't hurt, but did work for me so it seemed. I never did get but that one though. I'd pull it up and out today, if It would work to fix that first watch hand I broke. It wasn't even mine, I wish, then again I don't, as mine was so much respected, and of sentimentally quality and other-wise.

By Holytree B. Hiverisen
Published: 3/21/2008

 
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